Un clou chasse l'autre.

do you remember?

i recall that during class, i always used to look at you. you would sometimes notice, and would meet my eyes with yours. i would smile at you--the sweetest smile i could muster--and you'd smile a small smile back. and then, we would turn away.

it would seem as if you understood me more than anyone else; you always seemed to know when i was feeling down. (just by looking at my expressions, you used to say, even if i have always tried to hide my sadness.) and then, after class you'd ask me what was wrong and if there was any way that you could cheer me up. i have to say, during those moments i felt really "cheered-up" and comforted. i guess it's a nice feeling, knowing how somebody cares enough to want to make me happy. i never thought.. that just with our smiling conversations, you would be able to know me enough to decipher my emotions. so now i wonder, do you also see my "really really like" for you, through my expressions?

i wonder, also, if anyone else noticed our mute conversations, or if anybody noticed that my behavior in class is now different--i used to be always happy and smiling, but now.. now, when i look at that place in class where i used to smile at often, where you used to always be in, instead of you, i see a different person.