Category : Diary/Journal

Sub Category : N/A

I saw him the first time I stepped into the library. He was standing in front of the counter with a book in his hand. He didn't notice me at first. It was when I answered the librarian's question about the grade I'm in that he looked up. I was curious about him. Why he kept staring at me. 
At school he did not know how to approach me, (which I know now was completely out of his character) so he gave me a book to read. Which I did.
I loved being with him. Loved being in love.
Maybe some day I can go back to that same town library, find that same book and read it again.
To relive a bit of the past. To relive that once in a lifetime kind of love again.
Maybe someday.

Silent Angel