I know I said that I would stop but I can't.
Not when I see you and your brother each time I close my eyes.
How easy it was for me to read your emotions.
And how hard it was when it came to your brother.
Sometimes, I don't know if he's pissed off at me or he just looks angry but doesn't know it.
He rarely smiles or show any other emotions other than scowling.
While you always look happy and show a lot of emotions.
Your brother is scary and I'm terrified of him.
Not because he isn't friendly but he seems dangerous.
Because it is easy for me to read other people's expressions.
I rarely come by people whom I can't read.
What have I gotten myself in?
YOU ARE READING
Crush
Short StoryCrush (verb or noun) 1. deform, pulverize, or force inwards by compressing forcefully. 2. violently subdue (opposition or a rebellion). 3. a crowd of people pressed closely together. 4. a brief but intense infatuation for someon...
