[it’s where you could find me when you couldn’t find me anywhere else]

..it’s kinda..

..i had this thing goin’ on inside me.. i tried to ignore it but it’s not goin’ away. it’s still there, waiting to be activated whenever i see him. it’s like a special spark. it’s like a magnetic field.

..it’s just so weird that when i think of him, i always get excited.. and there’s something more i feel that i couldn’t really explain. when i talk to him, i’d suddenly have the guts to spill it all out, even when my words embarrass me later.

..like last time..

..it was the end of our one-mile walk. he was there to assist in recording our time.

“I’m impressed,” he said to no one in particular.

“u should be!” i quickly answered.

“why?” he asked, surprised.

“coz that’s my job.. to impress u..” i told him as-a-matter-of-factly..

..i wanna see him again. i wanna know his name. i wanna talk to him again. i wanna impress him again.


..sports intern..


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