Charles, this will be my last year here.
Yeah. I know. But it doesn’t matter.
Do you think we can survive this?
Survive what?
Next year I won’t be here. You will be busy preparing for college. It will be hard to talk everyday like we used to. There will be new juniors—perhaps someone you’ll like better than me. Someone easier to meet. Someone cuter. Someone safe. Maybe you’ll realize I am not the person you want.
Your mind is so bizzare. Hahaha. Can’t we just enjoy today—the present?
I mean, my parents see each other every day and they still fall apart. Do you really think we can survive all the hurdles?
You are you. I am me. We’re not your parents. Not mine either.
But in theory, no, in fact.. how many people you know marry the girlfriend they met in school?
Ciara… Can’t we at least try?
But you know me.. I always decide to run away! I can suddenly ask for a break up just to see how you would react! I can’t express myself well; I tend to hide my real thoughts.. I am bad with relationship!
And you know me. I am not very good either. But we need to at least try. If you pushed me away, I will at least linger around you. If we’re meant to be together, we’ll be together. So, let’s just enjoy what we have now, ok?
*a song by Mika that inspired this piece.
