As you lift me in the air, all those other noises just shut out and all I can feel is the bliss of happiness in my heart.
Your hands holding mine.
You pulling me close.
You smiling at me.
Your hands holding me tight preventing me to fall and break.
You lifting me up.
And swear.
There was no fear. Just...happiness.
And when you held me down, all I can see is your disappearing eyes and your deepening dimples as you laugh at what we are doing.
I remember seeing you the first time at the other end of the room, laughing and talking with your friends. I am caught by your deep dimples as you sheepishly smile at them. I am caught by how funny you were when you always fell down on the floor whenever you're laughing hard. I am caught by how your eyes disappear because of your charming smile whenever you talk to them. I am caught. But I brush it off. Who are you anyways?
But whenever I see you, there are questions that always linger on my mind.
When can I see that dimples whenever you smile at me?
When can I hear that kind of laugh that make you fell hard on the floor?
When can I experience you talking to me and then your eyes disappear?
Maybe never. Who are you anyways?
But as always, fate is unpredictable. I saw you again. At the other end of the room. You noticed me, or rather, my friends and talked to them.
I can't help but to feel envy seeing you laugh and talk with them but who are you anyways?
But maybe I should thank whoever invented scissors.
It's in the room. You on the other side again, making our designs when suddenly you tapped me on my shoulder, asking for extra scissors. And because of my clumsiness and maybe, craziness. I cut my finger.
Eyes wide-opened, you were shocked or maybe freaked out because you suddenly scooped me in your arms and ran the way thru the clinic.
My mind became blank for a moment and realization hits me and I laughed so hard. You were startled at what I've done and maybe realization hits you too because you laughed too.
You laughed so hard in front of me that you fell down on the floor, your eyes disappearing while tears unconsciously roll down to your cheeks and your deep dimples appeared. In front of me. That's when I stop laughing and unconsciously smiled at what you are doing.
Atlast.
You stopped laughing and looked at me weirdly but then, you smiled at me. You smiled at me, eyes disappearing and dimples becoming visible. And then, scooped me up again.
"I am weird right?" you said, still smiling while looking at the way.
"For a simple cut, yeah." I replied, chuckling.
"Good kind or bad kind?"
"Ofcourse..."
"What?" you asked, still walking.
"...the bad kind." I joked.
That's when you stopped walking and looked at me, still in your arms.
"You're joking." you said while looking at me intently.
"Why would I joke?" I replied while trying to keep my laugh.
"Because I'm not bad."
"You are."
"Am not."
"You are."
"..okay." he dismissively said while trying to get me down.
"Na-uh! You know it's just a joke. You're a good kind of weird, okay? Just kidding. Hahahaha." I surrendered while clinging into your neck like a monkey or something.
What a kiddo.
You looked at me for seconds and laughed.
"Okay." And continued to walk to the clinic.
