In the bus,

I would see you walking to the bus, and there goes my heart again. Being the problematic organ it is, it begins to beat unconsciously.

You would smile at the driver, and walk like a flawless model - innocence written all over your eyes.

You will find me, looking away from your gaze as you sit next to me.

Jennie Kim, why did you want to share the closure now?

I pretend to be enchanted with the outside, your eyes would scan me, scan my face and look at me sideways.

The bus would stop, our hands would brush but I was the one to pull away this time. Deep down, I knew it confused you.

But you confused my heart since day one with your bipolar actions much.

The last stop, you got up from your seat, and waited for me to do the same. But I wasn't following you Jennie.

I just wanted to go home.

My footsteps would become faster and more rational, your scent would never leave me. Neither does your shadow.

"Are you following me?". I asked.

"No, my house is right in the corner". Jennie's faint voice, comes even more closer, alerting me of the sudden butterflies.

I stop in front of my house, turning to the wild cat who awaited my heavy silence.

"This is your house?".

I calmly near you, swinging my backpack on my shoulder before letting our eyes melt like the vivid sun, that was heating up the cold places and homes, from the rough weather.

Jennie Kim, you were the one now waiting for a simple gesture, and just as fast.

The tables have turned.

"Don't expect me to invite you in". I whisper so clearly, making your cheeks turn red, and my smile to grow bigger.

But I wasn't them Jennie.

I would let you in with open arms, but you left me no choice.