When I first saw him, I felt very peaceful about the encounter. For some reason, his phlegmatic demeanour seem to be a pure coincidence to my needs for emotional protection and evanscence.
To people, it may sound silly. However, I couldnt help but be implicitly submissive. Though, I still tend to smile at his thoughts.
Each day, when we would converse, I would repeat it over and over again in my mind, at home... trying to feel what he felt. I felt satisfied after revising every emotional and reaction or words he had spoken in our one to one conversations.
I had not at all been optimistic about our future terms, but retaining a positive attitude helped me improve our relationship status.
As each day passed, my thought grew stronger and he began responding. Some of it, although, I would feel was alittle hesitatingly expressed.
He misconcieved that I was using him or spending wasteful time on him probably coz I felt he was easier to toalk to. Little did he know, I was working on our relationship coz I had selected only a few people to be my friends in school.
As months passed, I begain to dissolve my character to the realities I met in these surroundings. Time after time, I reekingly gathered my integrity and struggled to retain my compos mentis state of mind.
These would be the hardest times when I would desire him as a friend. Our relationship eventually changed when he evidently manifested unwelcoming hints. I was, although, not being flirtatious, but I resoluted to change the relationship status from friendly to romantic just so we could actually be closer.
I had subliminally submissed my sincerity to him prepared presciently, ready to satisfy all his needs!
