So its a thursday. I dont have to go to school on thursdays but i needed to do some writing in a different environment (translation: i was sick of being home). I walked there: me, my music, my backpack, a cup of coffee (walking with a coffee is difficult, i have just realized that).
anyway.
There I was, walking when I saw it and I saw him. This guy holding a cardboard that said: “Do you need a hug?¨ He and his pretty smile, standing, waiting. So willing. I felt something nice. I thought, what if I go and tell him: I do. No no no. What if I go and tell him, I dont need one but I wouldnt mind one. When I was close, a friend ran into him and i chickened out.
I kept walking. Without a hug.
Wish I wasnt such a coward sometimes. Wish I could grab my invisible balls and do the things my mind tells me to do.
If i did so, this would be so different, I would be writing: Today I needed a hug and I got one.