Yes, This is (not) a Love Story!

-a very short story-

Busy moron morning. There are working people everywhere in this sick station. People get rushed, run to catch their train while the train comes so late, get a trouble, etc. What an ineptitude, what a moron people. Me? including.

And I always meet the same person in this stupid station, the one with the white shirt and black ransel on his back. He always makes me want to do a suicide everytime I look at him.

But I just can’t do it,

because he was killed me with those thick smile on that bright morning..

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“Tik tok tik tok”  I keep looking at my annoying wacth.

“Where’s the train?” and I heard that announcement.

Oh I hate this kind of situation : trouble train! This train is really makes me going crazy.

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I’m waiting the damn train with those hundred working people :

they are staring at their gadget,

Solemnly.

.. and me?

 just staring at him.

He looks so charming in my eyes. I don’t know why, but I like to look at him. He just like my savior in my moron morning.

...

I keep staring at him.

Oh, the train is coming. Fyuh.

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This full train, I can’t take this anymore.

People’s sweat, people’s smell,

Must I loved them?

Lucky me,

he is standing precisely on my left and gave me his smile that morning.

..

Oh beautiful morning.

My heart is pounding so hard so that I can’t breath.

I feel like I wanna build a longest railway so I can standing at the train with him forever..

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Busy moron morning. There are working people everywhere in this sick station. People get rushed, run to catch their train while the train comes so late, get a trouble, etc. What an ineptitude, what a moron people. Me? Still a part of these pathetic people.

But, where’s he?

My eyes search him around the station and yes,

He is there! Just come into the station.

I smile at him,

And of course he does not see me.

He walks calmly and sit on the waiting chair.

From the far,

I can see him sit down on the waiting chair,

...

until an ugly girl comes to him,

and they are talking-smiling-laughing :

Like the world are theirs!

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What a busy moron morning!

Now, he is always come with that ugly girl.

I keep staring at him.

But now I have games on my gadget,

So I can play some silly games while he is talking-smiling-laughing with that ugly girl.

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(Fildzah Izzati)