Literature
A Burning Letter
-Hey! Thank you for the invitation to your wedding!
I'm really looking forward to the big day....-
Those are the words I'd like to say, but I just can't bring myself to do so.
I'm still trapped in the past...
Still remembering the first time we met:
Sitting in my seat, "doodling" from the boredom,
Subconsciously wondering what the hell I was doing with my life.
The lecture had come to an end without me noticing,
That is until you popped your head in from of me:
-Hey, stop daydreaming! Class is over.-
I still remember how idiotic I looked with my surprised face.
After all until that time no one had really talked to me, but yet there yo