"This is a story of boy meets girl, but you should know upfront, this is not a love story."
It all started with those little things,
with miniscule meanings,
exchanging trivial thoughts,
interests caught in hapless soughts.
It all started with those little things,
but now then heavier meanings,
exchanges became personal,
growing feelings like an irrational.
I didn't wish to end those little things,
but now then just past kindlings,
messages left unanswered,
with sentients left untold.
Like a bubble it was,
floating aimlessly,
carefree,
it can be pricked,
or just pop.
*It is not a love story.
500DaysOfSummer
This entry is inspired by the movie mentioned above, the story (not the story of the movie) goes like this or sort of: the two fell got to to know each other with their everyday activities - the guy aimlessly enjoy conversing with that ******* unaware of his feelings eating his heart out. It were just little things - eating twix's, doing assigned works, watering plants, laughing, teasing, stating the obvious and all those cliches you know about. What is interesting is that- the guy misses the girl when it was all over for their little things to go on. He was haplessly seeking his bubble of happiness when it is long been pricked by someone else.