Living A Life in Dire's Shoes*

These past few days is like a full, non-stop drama series.

Seriously.

But at the same time, it's a progression of my sore throat, cough, giddy spells and nausea.

There are things that makes me wonder what are my priorities.
But all of it are my priorities.
So I have to divide it properly.

Things in life to me this past few days... are demandingly begged for a space in a long term memory.

It's funny how little things that needs to be done to make me feel all sorts of butterflies in my stomach.

-the way he smiled when he turned over and sees me
-the way he gets excited over the details he makes effort in doing
-the way he gets particular over how his friends are introduced to me
-the way he leans over to ask for my opinion
-the way he refuses me to help him by hitting my hand playfully
-the way he whispers to continue our conversation from a day ago
-the way he took that "wrong" time to compliment me on my dress
-the way he looks over at me and checks on me to see how i am doing
-the way he makes a point to have me unblocked
-the way he puts his hand on my shoulder in a group picture
-the way he asks me to follow him
-the way he moves nearer to my seat
-the way he leans over to talk to his friends
-the way he checks his watch to meet my curfew
-the way he gives me the wink unexpectedly
-the way he smiles at me whenever i want him to

-the way he pretends to be cross with me when I'm late for almost an hour
-the way he looks and observes me and my actions
-the way he tells his friends that he wants to go off on a different direction
-the way he asks for my opinion in taste and in being particular
-the way he looks at me when i got clumsy and tripped
-the way he told me that people were looking at me weirdly but he ignores it
-the way he touches my elbow
-the way he starts whispering to me for no apparent reason
-the way he puts his head on my shoulder while looking at me at the counter
-the way he grabs my arm to prevent me from having a collision with a stranger
-the way he pull my bag to direct me in the correct direction
-the way he gives me nonsensical remarks just to tease me
-the way he steps on my toes playfully
-the way he tries his best not to fall asleep
-the way he wonders where my energy comes from
-the way he teased me before i went back home