“So today’s your last day here?”, he sat next to me and asked with a graceful charm.
“Yep”, I replied in an informal tone trying my best to hide my sentiments.
“I hope you have learned enough” he was curious but I just smiled.
We’ve been together in our music class for 2 years now. He was the first one I noticed when I entered the class the very first day. I could see his shiny eyes making his way through the crowd, patting a beginner’s shoulder in between and finally extending his hands towards me: “We’ll be learning together for however long you’ll be here.”
I bet no one can afford ignoring his poise while he’s just in front singing songs and I’d be no exception to that. The way his hair fell to his face without effort every time he sang a note despite the pony he had tied must have made other music aspirants’ hearts skip a beat too.
“It’s because it makes me feel like I’m a rockstar”, he would justify the rationale behind his long curly hair when someone questioned about his looks followed by an uncontrolled laughter which sounded like a pressure cooker whistle.
‘‘Coz you’re amazing just the way you are”
I once sang Bruno Mars. I wonder if he’d realized my feelings then. It was a mere imagination of my sole thoughts that someone this talented as him would want to be with a mediocre like me…and I literally mean mediocre in everything.
To put it into words this was the best time of my life. Nothing has ever made me so happy than joining the music class. I realized that having no expectations from someone makes you happier when you’re around them. But now it has already come to an end. I know it’s not gonna take very long for me to forget him but he’s one of those memorabilia which I don’t want ever to go from my mind. We might never meet each other again and it becomes clear as crystal that he’s never gonna know I used to feel butterflies in my stomach every time he reached out for me.
“Why didn’t you come yesterday?”, he queried on my absence.
“I got caught up into something”, I answered casually. No wonder this is why everyone’s always saying “Girls are best in hiding what they actually feel” and right then…I proved it.
“I won’t forget you. I hope we’ll stay connected through Facebook.” He said it and I knew the time to bade farewell was there.
“Well I’m not a loyal Facebook user but the world’s so small, we’ll certainly bump into one another someday.” I said it so simply while I was already breaking inside.