Do you remember when we were classmates in Zoology 3 Laboratory?
Well. you probably don’t but I do.
How could I forget that time when we were looking at Planarias under a microscope? I could still picture you with your glasses and untidy hair, your socks pulled too high and your knapsack with the logo that says “THE NORTH FACE”.
You and I are both Ks and somehow that nonsense fact can make me smile even in my head.
So do you remember when I was looking at my microscope and I lift my head up because I suddenly felt the weight of your stare?
Again, you probably don’t but I do.
‘Cause that’s when you told me I’m pretty. That’s when you asked me “Do you even know you’re pretty?” That’s when I couldn’t answer you back. That’s when I just put my pen down and laughed.
So do you remember when that happened?
Or maybe you have long since forgotten.
~ to the only boy who asked me if I knew I am pretty and to the only one who made me want to believe it for the first time