call it love or mistake

call it love or mistake,

call it a love story or a fantasy but it was my reality for a moment.

on 16th of October, I woke up feeling discouraged, I felt nothing was actually going to go on well today but I was still thankful I was alive, I received a call from my family and we chatted for a while. the whole day, I didn't feel like going out because I wasn't feeling well, I took my bath and got back to bed again. I slept for a while, watched movies and slept again until I receive a call from a friend inviting me to his birthday party at our school beach side, I wanted to refuse but I had promised him I will go if it's time for his birthday so I had to honor it.

a few minutes later, I got a call again from my best male friend that he has also been invited hence we should go together, he convinced me to come along and to come to his place first so we can go from there.

The party was starting at 7pm and I had a couple of hours left before that, I hadn't eaten all day and I was really not in the mood to cook so I decided to go out and get myself some snacks from the grocery store.

I picked my clothes, wore them, looked inside the mirror and I could see I was really tired and I felt like doing nothing to my face, so I just put on some lotion and set off after all I wasn't going to meet anyone and everyone would probably be busy to notice me.

I went out of my room feeling awful that I had to go out but I had to feed my stomach.

on my way, I was focused on my phone, scrolling through our classroom chatroom to see what I missed and respond to other people messages, I crossed the first road and just then I met someone who shouted and I had to look up.

"hey!"

I looked at him confused but since he was at his house entrance and it seems he was entering I returned to my phone only to hear again,

" hello"

"me?"

"yes you, can I talk to you"

"ok"

"do you know you are really beautiful"

"thanks'

"can I get your number since you look busy"

''actually, someone is waiting for me just on the other side of the road and I already wasted the person's time so I really need to go. thank you for understanding"

and with that I left.

why did I not give him the opportunity to talk?

I guess I was bored, tired or call it my awkward feeling setting in as usual or maybe I just wasn't in the mood that day.

so I left him hanging...