Those chapters of life with oozing emotions in different colours, I try to feel them everyday.
What if it were me?
How I am feeling?
Pretty questions.
Taking the bread out and thinking idle things, I saw a boy approaching me. He came and sat down quietly.
"Want this?" I offered him my bread.
He shook his head and wide opened his arms.
"A hug? I guessed.
He again shook.
"I want to feel the air around you." He said calmly.
"Huh?"
He dropped his hands and smiled.
I took a bite of my lunch.
"Would you hear me?" He asked a little later.
"If you want me to." I said.
"Why do you hate me?" He asked.
"To be honest, before today, I never acknowledged your existence." I quoted an obvious thing.
"Well, nice to meet you, I am Spencer Kultz." He said forwarding his hand.
"Klevea Jane." I shook it." Looking forward to your company."
He got up and sat two benches asunder me.
Suddenly, a girl showed up, Alina, and clinged upon him cozily.
The rest of the show wasn't my business.