Better Now – CLOVES
The diary of a to be Software Engineer
[ part 1 ]
Rob [ who’s apparently 12 years of age]: I wish I can say how much I love you, Cassini.
Sadly, your loss and mine too, I won’t.
Because I can’t.
Because I have seen you and Peter kiss in our school’s backyard. And that isn’t the worst part of it. The worst was that I thought you knew I loved you since grade 1.
Sure, it broke my heart into pieces. Yet, I wanted to hang in there as you two continued your thing. Don’t get me wrong, I wanted to protect you in case if he forces you to do a horrible thing. But then you were so into the moment, I thought I’d better disappear [partly heartsick, partly glad I found out].
Today it is going to be a long night. Despite what I’ve seen, I can’t stop thinking about you.
I hope he didn’t do a horrible thing to you.
Oh! Dear Cas, how can I tell you that he is not good for you?
Nevertheless, your eyes tell. You are so in love with your man. I am sorry but you’ve turned blinded-eye I suppose.
Peter Love. Rob’s Robbed.
[part 2]
Well, sometimes I wonder, even if I confess and push myself off of the cliff to propose you and expect if you’d somehow change your mind over that dusce bag, still, it’d be the weirdest thing to do. No?
Well, why would I care anyway now?
I am going to be a software engineer someday and earn a lot of money and fall in love with a girl prettier than you.
I will take her places, long drives, picnics. We’ll go to see movies together, talk about stars and galaxies and universe and life.
We’ll eat ice-cream and chocolates together.
And, I wish you’ll feel jealous of us … all your life.
Besides, my mum tells me I am handsome than Peter – that hard to ignore nut.