Obession

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I have already reached my 19 yrs of life till now,nothing still change and all is still the same ... in my everyday average life,everything about me seems to be average. My perpetual life seems to be continuing through this worthless life.

All i have within me was my memories of him talking walking,laughing,pouting,maybe even crying through secretly. I never knew that he would be the one who sustained me though the walks of life......

It was on my second year of college that i encountered him for the first time in 5 years. I was beyond shocked that even a finger didn't move. It seems like a dream coming true,i was so stunned that u punched myself in the cheek to see if its real. Every night he haunts me in my dreams,waking me up with fluttering hearts and a toothy smile which make me look like an idiot . Sometimes waking me up crying albeit the pain in my chest..
he was walking down the hall lookimg so lively as i've know him years agi. I could see that he had changed ,maturing and handsome than ever before. My heart soared and fluttered as he came closer and closer. My mind was telling me to talk to him but the most thing that i most dreaded was the questions 'who are you?' Would be asked by him in return ..so i pased him . We had finally pass each others.. i had an urge to looked back,to glance at his strong back.. his scent was still the same that familiarity that smell of kindness surrounding him which i so much adore.. i hesitantly glance back at him,watching his back longingly striding towards the endless hall so confidently. It makes me remember the time when i last saw him without me knowing that it would be my last time seeing him. I was only 13 yrs old that time,the last session of my junior high. It was the last day of school and the last time for me to see him. I spent that day like any other day,not even knowing it will be the last..

Everyday i realised that the crush was no longer a crush,but has developed into something more love. And the love was deeper and deeper reaching to that of simething called 'OBSESSION'...... as i watched his back walking away,i remember the last time i saw him,his back was also facing me...... leaving me behind without bidding me Goodbye,leaving without a trace.....

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