I’ve been sitting in this netcafe for about 30 minutes.
The moment I landed my butt on my seat, I heard a voice very similar to a voice I used to know years ago. The way it sounded, the accent, the intonation. The first five minutes, being surprised, I was too busy listening to the voice, analyzing if it was indeed similar to the voice of a man I used to know (It WAS indeed very similar, the only different being the voice of a man I used to know was deeper.), I didn’t even touch the computer. The next ten minutes, I did browse the net for what I needed, but I was also listening to the voice. I was concentrating on the voice. It brought up memories. Memories I have forgotten for many years (I can’t believe I’m old enough to say this sentence.) and surprisingly, I miss that man I used to know. Regardless of what he did to me and my family, I still miss him.
He was a joker. And I was too young to understand his jokes. I always acted smart and pretended I understood him and his sometimes cruel jokes – but I didn’t. I loved his smile. And his eyes. And his big hands. And his voice. And his glasses. Sigh.
So I ended up listening to this man on the netcafe for as long as he was talking on his phone. I wanted to see his face – I still do. I just wanna see if this guy and the man I used to know also share the similar faces. If they do, I’ll probably end up having a crush on this guy from the netcafe.
What am I talking about?
I’m not being mellow.
I’m telling you, I’m not. Shut up. *closes the door*
