He entered the art museum with a small notebook in his left hand and a pen on his right. He likes taking notes of every single piece of art he see whenever he visit an art museum. He traveled from different places just to visit one and spend his remaining time at a local cafe to put it on his blog, attaching a picture taken from his camera.
He always find himself amused by the different emotions portrayed by the artist to their work. He try to explain on his notes the emotions he feel while looking at the masterpiece right in front of him. Every single word holds too much feelings, as if you are the artist molding each canvas or scrap into something majestic.
But this time he was stunned by a simple abstract painting right in the middle of the museum, unable to convey the right words to describe it. It's not that it doesn't have emotions through it, but it holds too much that it starts to confuse him and mess with his mind.
"It means love." a girl said beside him also staring at the painting.
He take a look on a girl beside him, and with that moment he knew it was crazy but he felt his heart skip a beat.
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Short Story'The moment I saw you right in front of me, I knew you are the best illustration of beautiful right in the middle of this art museum.' In which he can't stop writing letters to a certain girl he met on his visit on an art museum.
