“… Your smile intrigues me. Marked by that faint blush, which I think is growing deeper at this very moment…”: The gate swung open. It’s her!
Darling, my anxiety melted away when she walked through the gate — how lovely! — carrying her belongings. Her lateness was down to sleep — still evident in her sleepy eyes — which made her wake up a few minutes later, even with the alarm going off. She said, as she hurried past; without noticing my presence as she walked past me.
I’d managed, a moment before — long before —, to lock eyes with the ‘inquisitor’ (hmm… that’ll do). She was sporting a triumphant smile — proud of her betrayal… I mean… ‘her revenge’ —, mocking my wavering expression as I watched ‘Robotic’ the teacher announce that she would be one of those selected to accompany us during our ‘field trip’.
‘September’ hurried down the stairs. I was already getting on, which was probably the moment she noticed me. So, as I sat down in the front seats on the second floor, I waited. 12, 19, 28, 38, with just a couple of seats left… next to me… NO!
Dear Fate: if yesterday, for me, you didn’t exist, today I want you to exist, because… I need your… kindness.
Dear Luck: don’t abandon me, because… fate… is cruel.
Damn this passion I just can’t let go of!
“Love rained down on people who preferred rooftops” — Estranheirismo