I like her.
But she is one who can hide her feelings. She is so elusive.
She shows no other emotions but cheerfulness.
So I got to tour her in a city. Just the two of us. I held her arms and played around with her like almost bumping into the other passers-by. She laughed and said she'd rather have me walk ahead. So I did. She walked as fast as I did. She was out of breath but did not complain. We drank that night. I told her that I wanna hold her hands. I reached out for both her hands. She agreed to rest her hands on mine but withdrew them in a second, like she was uncomfortable. I thought that was a glaring evidence that she didn't like me.
Every time, we talk she doesn't bat an eyelash. She holds her stare. Gees, I am still hoping that she likes me. Am I just fooling myself?
But she is one who can hide her feelings. She is so elusive.
She shows no other emotions but cheerfulness.
So I got to tour her in a city. Just the two of us. I held her arms and played around with her like almost bumping into the other passers-by. She laughed and said she'd rather have me walk ahead. So I did. She walked as fast as I did. She was out of breath but did not complain. We drank that night. I told her that I wanna hold her hands. I reached out for both her hands. She agreed to rest her hands on mine but withdrew them in a second, like she was uncomfortable. I thought that was a glaring evidence that she didn't like me.
Every time, we talk she doesn't bat an eyelash. She holds her stare. Gees, I am still hoping that she likes me. Am I just fooling myself?
