star-crossed melodies

i’m walking home after class. dead in front of me, a friend of mine is also walking to the opposite direction. let’s say, the friend’s dead ahead, directly strolling the road towards me.

it is inevitable that i will surely pass that friend of mine. and when we do, i was like saying, "hey," while nodding and continuing to walk.or, for some cases where i am really happy at that moment, i would smile.

that kind of thing happened a lot. and the results of every encounter like that has always left questions to my mind afterwards. the questions usually went along the could-have(s), such as:
"i could have stopped and talk to (the friend) for a while."
or
"i could have asked of how (the friend)’s doing."
or
"i could have stopped and shake hands."
or
"i could have asked (the friend) of where (the friend)’s going."
or
"i could have invited (the friend) to have lunch together."
and some other could-have(s) that i could possibly have thought of at that moment.

so…what do you say???

ergh…

i knew it! i knew it!

final engagement was the closure. but now i’m not sure.

should i reconsider operation "bright carol" all over again?

it would cost much. but would it worth the effort?

SHE’S THERE…SHE’S THEREEE…!!!
*dances around*
i couldn’t believe it…all these long and when i was looking for another…
this is huge…well, maybe not…
but this is also crap…!

sorry, i just felt like…saying that. nothing’s special…or yes there is…or no…i don’t know…
oh, the flower which withered…blooms again…
and yet i am not sure of what to feel. i know…but i have no courage to embrace it.
for it would be to painful either way…