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Thursday, December 03, 2009
i noe this is super random but i just wana make this very very little short story on this blog. It doesn't relate to anyone alive or dead. mostly.

"Girl was sitting down on the cafe table. Awaiting patiently for Guy to come. She had never been this nervous meeting Guy. Then,there was a tap on her shoulders. She turned around and was welcomed by the beautiful smile of a red rose. She lift her head up to see Guy sparkling with his smile and giving her a wink together with a hug. Guy took his seat. Girl had ordered her beverage but Guy wanted nothing. "Nothing but you of course",Guy said. Girl was wondering what was Guy up to. The butterflies in her stomach doesn't seem to tire out. The conversation then started. The conversation on the ups and downs they've had all this years. How fate twist and turns to make their lives better with each other in it. The similar luck they had been having. How that thin thread which is ironically durable still kept them so close. The places they went that was filled with arguements,laughter and the small silly things like tripping while walking towards the ice cream man. How the moon shone so bright that one night when they were just rehearsing by the river. In public. And of course,how they first met,twice. Girl was in tears as they were talking about it. Tears of laughter. Tears of guilt. Tears of experience. Tears with ten different emotions mixed together. Guy then asked Girl to close her eyes. Girl refused. Girl was afraid of the surprise that will come after that. Eventually Girl did. And for that mere two seconds,the warmth of Guy's lips pressing against Girl's,was magical. Then,there was another tap on Girl's shoulder. Girl opened her eyes looked back and saw HER guy. And he asked Girl why was she talking to herself and was in tears right after. Girl looked back at the other seat. Guy wasn't there. Girl searched around and spot something on the road beyond the glass panel she's leaning. It was Guy. In white. With Girl's smiling red rose. Guy gave Girl a wink. A car drove past Guy and he disappeared. Girl was taken back. Putting her left hand on the table and her right fingers on her lips. Hoping to get the smiling red rose back and still having the sensation of the kiss still plastered onto her lips."