stealing glances.
awake.
awake.
awake.
a smile. then a frown.
the finger tracing the chin.
how do one make sure a particular moment will be etched deeply into memory without the slightest reminder of this bittersweet feelings felt?
or do one really want to remember?
the creasing of the forehead with each thinking frown.
or the slant of the nose from a previous blow.
or how the mouth twists habitually to the side when talking.
yes of cos, one do want to remember.
how the arm slung protectively onto her shoulders,
how the hand was casually placed on the small of her back,
how the head rested itself on the curve of her neck,
how he does stare at her sometimes,
how the thumb wiped the dripping egg off her chin,
how the fingers do trace hers as well,
how the hand never leave her as he slept on,
and the hugs and little kisses...
not forgetting the hordes of girl pals(who probably are treated the same), the selective words used, the unavailable heart, the frequent clubbing, the previous week of patch-up, the affection only behind closed doors.
do one really need to fall into a shithole as such?
but is there even a choice at all?
"do not let the common notion of love's fairytales infuse your young heart, what'll be ours will fall in place one day." says sandra.and yes, she'll wait.of cos she will, for love does not need a paycheck.
or if there is, the biggest bonus will be that he's happy.
and so, she will be.