He loves me

He loves me

The first time

We lay our eyes at each other for the first time. You were walking so confidently beside my class and from the front until you were no more in my sight, my eyes followed yours.

He loves me not

You tossed a ceramic vase across the room right after I closed the door because I left our fight undissolved. I rest my forehead on the cold door because that night was freezing but we can’t be bothered to rise up the room temperature even just one bit. I guess you cried that time because after the sound of the ceramic crashed like thunder, silence loomed right after. I was so scared that I might lose you but you didn’t come out of the door so I slept by the door, on the cold, cold floor and let the nightmare drown me to slumber.

He loves me

You carried my books for me until we reached my dorm room. You placed it on my table and stared at my bedside wall which was full of my drawings and some pictures. I took this as a chance to slowly digest the way your moves from picture to picture. I was wondering what you were trying to find. You walked to my door to leave but you didn’t leave right away. You turned around to face me and shoved your hands into your pockets. You were facing the ground instead of me.

“I like the dress you’re wearing. Blue suits you,” you said suddenly.

I was shy but I managed a smile and thanked you for telling me that.

Blue was my favourite colour ever since.

He loves me not

My cheeks were drenched with tears

My brain was heavy with thoughts

My heart was aching with you in it

You slammed the door and left me all alone.

He loves me

You brought me to a portrait gallery because you knew that I liked to take in the lines and careful shades of charcoal and graphite. You bought me a canvas and asked me to draw something that I was most mesmerised to. You said it would be better than taking a picture with a camera because you felt there was more sincerity in it. Despite all the genius drawings that I could have chosen, I chose you.

He loves me not

You told me that I am the prettiest girl you’ve ever seen. You taught yourself to dance like a prince for me because I told you how I wished I could dance just like how Bella danced with the beast. I fell in with you all over again that day but yet, you were just like the winter; so beautiful, so, so beautiful but was also so cold. I was scared of you just like how I was always scared of promises but weirdly, never of yours.

He loves me

And yes, I love him. Every single piece of him.