Deep crease on your forehead, between your eyes, lips pursed, unhappy smile. That's the way you look at me now. That's the way you were not supposed to look at me, the way we agreed was the worst way to look at someone. I know you're talking to your friend right now, but I can't help but shake nervously all over. My hands won't stop trembling, and my body is making noises that indicate a future stomachache. I need to stretch my arms permanently, and yawn too much. This is exactly like the moment that comes before a very important test for which you studied for a long time to pass.
My nerves flutter, and now... I feel nothing. Just blackness, and thunder with no lightning.
I was happy... Until that moment. It will never be normal again.
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