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I kissed him yesterday.

Afternoon, everything is normal and quiet. At the buttom of our hearts, it leads us to second floor, a hidden classroom.

My feets took a step towards his desk. No one at the class, but us. For a moment I realized that's what makes us us.

I kinda did sat on his lap, looked through his eyes. Looked incredibly blue. He was using lenses tho, but it wasn't like a color changing lenses just like Damon uses one. It was for his myopic.

When I have every kind of similarity with this boy, it was impossible for me to reject these cherry lips that looks for mine.

He couldn't resist, as his hands catches my boobs and squeeze it, I felt an attract.

Goddamn.

Unbelievable that I have too many things to tell you, my words will keep continue along all the next chapters.

Where were we.. that..

At the place everyone goes down one by one.

In a literally mean.

I haven't see anything like this in my life before.

But now when I have this break to rewrite my dream in another episode, I could give a comment against this.

Everyone falls until they reach their goal.

To their best one.

Isn't it?

Isn't it how the life works like?

I was falling again and again.

No gain, no pain.

This boy who impressed me since the beginning of the school, started to be quite disappointing for me, even when you give a 'day break' on typing your life story, you lose everything you'd like to say in the exchange of simple sentences.

I did that mistake just now.

I know it confuses you, but here we are, coming to the part where all it get more sense.

I saw this dream two nights ago.

At some kind of place which is similar to a ball room, we could call it some kind of Halloween Costume Party too, which today's date is damn closer to it.

The boy I love was there.

A part of it.

I saw him, I got close to him.

But it was kinda late.

My heart beats were getting speed up, by every step that I take to approach him.

Finally when I did, I felt my heart skips a beat by the moment he breathes the toxic air, now I get the meaning of this 'toxic thing' -this is me.

Who kills all the other people beside expect herself.

Who poisons them.

It's me.

Just like it was the real ME who saved him from this goddamn room, and fly through the dark sky with the wings I always wanted to have.

How big lavishness is this, now the -the- writer me gave up on who she loves.

Just did.

Two nights ago, with the unknown mistake that had done by me.

Who knows what was that..

Whereas I suppose, me or neither anyone will know what does he truly desire in this life.

This, was the note I wrote to myself for reminding:

Everyone knows what I'm having through in my mind. I love him so bad. Everybody knows that I do I care I'm in love With him As the days are passing Some of the students want to help me I reject to deal with it by myself But those days are killing me inside Every day he is getting away from me Like it never used to be To be.. Mine.

But now..