Now, if there is anything that I dislike, it is most likely getting sick. As of today, I am still recovering from a one-week long cold and it is just horrible. Literally the only thing is that I cough just about once per five minutes, and it truly is irking me. [cough] Ah, though I also realized how much Mr. A really does like this one girl he had told me about [let's call her "M"]. This morning, while walking into the building, Mr. A was walking in front of me, M, behind me. As soon as she spoke, he turned to look, and I just saw the most heart-breaking look on his face. He looked so...upset, and I do admit that it hurt to see how she affects him.
Though, I see that she does harbor some feeling towards him, as hard as it is to say, but I am rather happy for him and do hope that he woud be able to be with her sometime in the future. As Eponine [from the book by Victor Hugo, Les Miserables, though more specifically, the play/musical] had once sang:
"He was never mine to loose
Why regret what cannot be?
These are words he'll never say, not to me"
Though, I must say that I wish he would look my way twice, though I do enjoy talking with him every day [we have a sort of set schedule of when we can chat] and he keeps me sane [hahaha], but this truly is more bittersweet than anything. And I have to say, I would never have it any other way.
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