That Is So Sweet of You...

It was raining that day. Cold... I made my way into the air-conditioned classroom. Feeling colder, I shrinked the two frames of my shoulder to keep me warm. My eyes darted around the room searching for a familiar figure. Yes, it was her that I was looking for. I wondered how she is surviving the cold.

Yonder, I saw her in bright red. One arm on the other, sitting close to the wall. She has sensitive smooth skin, as light as cream. I watched her laughing jovially with her friends. Once, my eyes could not look away, glued to her pose and she caught me stealing a glimpse of her. In return, she gave me a pleasing smile.

I was contented with her reaction and smiled away, fancying myself sitting side by side with her. "Never mind now, one day I will sit with her and then I'll be the happiest person in the world. At least that's what I'd like to think," I told myself. Soon, the class commenced and I busied myself with work. From time to time, I took stealthy glances at her.

I noticed that her cheeks looked so pale and bloodless. It must be because of the chilly air. How I wished that I could rub my hands against hers to warm her up. "Sigh... What to do? I could just wish and let time to take its course. But its not so bad isn't it? Imagination is as evident as reality to me," I thought as I beckoned to my heart.

Shortly, class ended and the crowd of students dispersed. I waited for her when I came to the stairs, hoping to have a few words. She stayed back for a few minutes to ask some questions from our teacher and I waited still, my back leaning lazily against the wall and my thoughts lingered without a proper direction.

Before long, I heard her footsteps down the stairs. She saw me and stopped by my side, smiling sheepishly.

"You were waiting for me?"

"Yup!"

"Anything to say?"

"Nothing to say, just something to share..."

"Hmm... What is it?"

"Make a wild guess!"

"Come on... You know how lazy I am to think... Tell me! Tell me! I'm eager to know. What is it?"

At that instant, I reached out to her right hand and held it in both of mine, gently. Her tender hand was icy cold that I could feel the frost. I kept it for a few seconds in my grasp. As I let her hand slip, I said :

"Warmth, love and a place in my heart..."

"That is so sweet of you... I have no words to say..."

"I know you were cold. I can tell it from your face. You look weather-beaten and white. Just
wanted to add some colour in it. Care to give me a smile?"

"I'll give you a thousand if I can. Thank you... You really touched me..."

"I should thank you for that lovely smile of yours. It makes my day. Anyway, we should go.
Goodbye."

"Goodnight."