Us
I see you everyday in school. Well, indeed, we study in the same school, and same year.
Sometimes we don’t go back at the same time after school. But if we do, I would see you walking in front of me and part your way to the other road when you reach the junction.
You are always walking ahead of me. I don’t know why, but that’s just how it works. You, in front, of, me. It never change. I’m always behind.
I always wonder where do you live. Just being curious. Of course I wouldn’t stalk you until your reach home.
Maybe I could just hope that you would turn your head back, seeing me walking behind you and talk to me. Have conversation with me, befriend me, and many else that could possibly happen.
But I guessed it will never happen.
