Oh God

Its below 10 degrees celcius outside.

Yet, I didn't feel cold.

Inside a Tea House.

It's warm.

But, my hands are shaking, shaking hard.

After glancing through the menu, I order 碧螺春,

which I wanted to give it a shot for a long time.

I look around.

There're a lota waitresses.

One of which

Caught my eyes.

Coming with the bill, theres a customer comment form.

There're 3 boxes for Waiter Service:

Excellent, Satisfactory, Need Improvement.

Beside them, I drew a box, which says:

PERFECT.

I don't know why I did that,

that it almost seems naive.

I don't know.

A waitress took back the sheet and walked away, reading what I just wrote.

Within a second most of them, including the ONE, know the content.

I took another sip of tea.

It is so fresh, so free of dust from reality - so special.

I lifted my head occassionally.

There she is, walking passed me, inside and outside.

She's looking at me.

She smiles, her eyes flickering.

What can be more cute,

more worth praise?

For whatever reason, I feel that there's something.

Is it not an illusion?

Don't, it isn't just another passer-by in my life.

I cry out loud with no sound.

I pray without my own knowledge.

Regardless, the smile leaves a mark.

Hardly I make a smile back.

Where am I?

I don't care, and I want to hide in my fantasy for as long as I can.

My hands begin to shake.

I dare not picking up the cup again.

They're shaking so hard.

Wasting no time, I leave before she notices it, if ever she would.

I went home but I'm still there.




Kelvin