It's been raining for days now. The colder it gets the less likely I want to get up from the bed. The rain keeps pouring out day and night, leaving me always cold and crumpled up in my bedroom for a week. So I haven't been outside the city until tonight when I decided to grab some coffee instead of ordering it online.New York City looks so gloomy but it's the busiest city I've ever known. Everyone's busy catching their dreams across the streets and buildings. This could be the city I would love to be in.While the raindrops fill the streets, and as I wait for the pedestrian line to open in a green light, I stare at the girl from the other side of the sidewalk. She stands there wearing a pink floral dress with her long sleeves that hang low past her elbows. Her eyes are hiding under the umbrella and the reason I am staring at her is because there's something about her lips. The way her deep pink lips rest still in an emotion-less line. There's something about them. Her hair spreads in
A D A MIt's been raining for days now. The rain keeps pouring out day and night, leaving me always cold and crumpled up in my bedroom for a week. So I haven't been outside the city until tonight when I decided to grab some coffee instead of ordering it online.While the raindrops fill the streets, and as I wait for the pedestrian line to open in a green light, I stare at the girl from the other side of the sidewalk. She stands there wearing a pink floral dress on with her long sleeves that hang low past her elbows. Her eyes are hiding under the umbrella and the reason I am staring at her is because there's something about her lips. The way her deep pink lips rest still in an emotion-less line. There's something about them. Her hair spreads in soft curls on her shoulders.The cars are still loving from the other direction and we are still waiting. Patiently. I tear my eyes away from
[Chapter Song: Whisper by RIO] N A Y A The way the wind whistles all around me. The way the sun places itself behind the clouds with the soft shades ofpink in thesky. The way everything turns into dark silence. The way I still see her face in those places. And the way I am onlyholding onto this ledge to prevent myself from falling. I've always wanted to jump, to fall, to end everything, to end this empty feeling, but something is telling me that I can't yet. I am looking for reasons. It's not very important for me now if how many reasons there are. I just want one real
A D A M Who does she think she is to accuse meof being a thief? She can't even stop staring at my face the whole time. I even had to hide away from her eyes so she would be aware of the boundary. But Ilike her bravery thoughand the way she argued with me. I have never seen someone like that before. She must be someone I saw earlier from the bottom of the stairs when I was coming out of the room. I almost had myself believe that it was somehow a ghost, but I didn't mind it at all. When she passed the gate right after we confided in each other of how a thief I am and how ungrateful she was, I was watching her, sternly, the whole until she turned to a corner and disappe
NAYA “I need you to leave,” I repeat myself. What’s wrong with this guy? He doesn't even budge. He's just only sitting there looking at me without lifting a single bone. His eyes blinks “Sorry. What?” He gets up andwalks closer to me. I slowly back away from him before he reaches me. What is he doing? If he’s planning to do something stupid, he better not if I were him. I fold my arms in front of me. “Okay. I will repeat myself. ” I close my eyes and take a deep breathe, but I'm still holding my bag to my chest for protection. “This is my place andnobody is allowed out here except me.” I flick my eyes open at him. “What if I don't?” He says, c
A D A M I saw her today at the gate this morning. She was alone, reading a book as she made her way to her class. I don’t think if she saw me but I was right there, ten feet away from her. She was wearing a blue floral dress underneath a gray hoodie and a white sneakers on. Her hair is spreading down on her one shoulder. I think she has a good sense of fashion. Simple yet attractive. The way her eyes are hiding beneath her bangs. She’s gotten really more beautiful today almost I forgot I had a class to attend. But I never saw her the rest of the morning. Maybe she was hiding from me or maybe from everyone. Chloe texted me this morning. She wanted me to go dinner with her tonight. I don’t know if I would. I haven’t really thought about it yet. I was busy thinking about that girl on the rooftop and the one I walked home last night. I a
NA Y A How can youhate someone so much, but not knowing why? Like suddenly you transform from being happy to madly want to go blind so I won’t be seeing that person I hate so much? Now, that I know he is the one who kissed Chloe at the party makes me feel sick in my stomach.Every time I look at him and have my eyes linger, I just can't help but feel angry imagining his lips against Chloe’s. Did he like it? Did they enjoy it? Chloe is one of my best friends. I have known her since junior high school. How did they end up knowing each other. I almost wanted to ask how they met each other,but I don't want to hear anything about them yet. It's obvious she likes him, but she's justnot trying to be too loud about it. She may be scared a little to confess, but it's obvious he's not into her. That's why my hatred on him keeps on bui
A D A M I wake up to the sound of my phone ringing in my pocket. My head hurts so bad as soon as I get up. Where am I? Why is Justin calling me three in the morning? I slide my finger across the screen of my phone to decline his call. I hold my head with my hand as I look around the unfamiliar white-painted room. Then I feel someone shifts next to me. And when I look down, Naya’s face appears under the covers. Why I am here? How did I end