Continuation…
I’m not so sure if that was true. All I could remember is that she was looking at me. Maybe it was only my mind that told me so. But I really wasn’t sure. I was just sitting there… watching her every action… our eyes met for such a while. That was it… ambitious was I thinking that she too might be looking at me…I was paranoid… I could hear everything. But I could see nothing because so dark the night that was. I could plainly see people’s bodies moving around… dancing like the stars underneath my mind. Every song played was like a love song… upbeat, fast, and like a killing machine. The only thing that I could remember was that I was singing the sweetest song I heard. For moments, I was uttering her name silently…The strobe lights were destroying my sight. But they helped me seeing the girl from afar. She was such a lady. Exceptional… breathtaking… well-loved… but I could barely feel her disappointment. It made me sick seeing her that way.Picturesque… every time I saw her smiling… it was like a perfect subject for a visual artist, or an inspiration for any poet. Who would not love to love that smile? And who would not hate to see her in anguish?
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