I was having a slump at work.
You picked me up from my office and we walked together to the train.
There was a dessert shop. We bought some and ate while on the way.
You said something. But I was busy talking abt work.
You got mad in silence.
The next day, I went all out at work.
Maybe it was a campaign, maybe it was a protest. Everyone cheered on when I gave the speech. Though, it was dangerous to stand with a microphone in the middle of the road like that.
When you knew I did that, you got angrier.
When you came to pick me, you told me off. Saying I shouldnt put myself in such danger.
We got into an argument.
I ran away, dropping the dessert we always ate, just a few steps away from the bench.
Your feet stopped at the melted desserts. Imagining how bad I was crying because of all this.
You knew I was at the waiting stand. But you didnt know if its a good idea to approach me. You waited from a distance.
I continued our walk home, by myself.
When you came through the train gate, expecting I was gone. I sat there watching you walking down that stairs. A faint smile on your face as a sign of relief.
We never talk abt my work anymore.
Work turn out great.
We promised to meet at the train.
I thought maybe you didnt want to meddle into my work anymore.
I smiled to myself while arranging how to tell you the good news.
The ice pop I was having left a half.
I saw your shadows but when I got to the bench, you werent there.
I felt like crying.
Thats when, you tapped my shoulders.
"Hey, I went to the toilet just now. Were you crying?"
I quickly take out my eyedrops. "My eyes were itching." I lied.
"Yeah, the train's here."
I told you the great news I had.
You smiled with me. But I noticed your mind was all over the place.
There was a pile of paper in your sling bag.
"Work got busy?"
"Yeah." You nod without looking at my face.
At that moment, I understood how you felt.
I know its nothing dangerous. I hope it went well.
//afterthoughts
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