CONFESSIONS OF MY HEART

Confessions of My Heart FIRST   I remember our first encounter; it was a life changing moment how can I even forget the first day we meet Hey! What are you doing? I suddenly teased our visitor, well it’s not that we are closed it was just the first time that someone had an interest in my works “Nothing I was just amazed by your collection, how long have you been collection these? “He said with a smile in his face that smile that is so genuine though I must admit that my new neighbor is handsome Though, I was shocked literally, because it was the first time someone had appreciate my collection because most of the time visitors will just check on it and doesn’t have a comment, guess it only means they don’t have any interest when it comes to my works Well painting is my passion, I love painting through it I can express myself which sadly I cannot do it verbally, so that’s my way in expressing my thoughts People think I’m weird but I was used to it at first I must admit that I was hurt at first the thought that they think that I am different really hurts. But as time goes by I was able to accept it and cope with it “Thank you” I gasped He just smiled at me it’s weird seems that there are butterflies flying in my stomach “So where do you do your painting?” It was the question that changes my life the day we become close or should I say closer Since then we became friends or should I say best friend? He seems became my other half He became a part of me and it was just weird that my day would not be complete if I don’t see him every day same goes to him the fact that he even learned painting for me was overwhelming and I’m assuming at all because he said it himself that he want to learn painting so that we can have the same habit an interest He became my other half and my so close friends that we don’t keeps secrets to each other “Hey” I suddenly gasp when I heard that familiar voice, well he can easily barged in my room for we are friends already well not my room literally It was my art room which most of the time I spend time with that’s why I call it my room and no one ever goes there except me, even my parents don’t barge in when I am in my art room “Hey” I smiled in returned and get back to my painting he seems so happy today I just can figured it out why “It’s beautiful” I don’t know what he is referring to, is it the flowers? Because he is directly looking at me I can tell to the other side of my vision, I just remain focus on what I am painting and just don’t have time to figured it out what he was supposedly means with that stare he is giving me right now “Thank you” I just smiled to take away the awkwardness   “Come I like to show you something” He says it with a big smile plastered in His face I was not able to answer his question instead he just drags me gently to where we are heading to it was not that far that we just took a walk and I don’t think he notice that he is holding my hand the whole time “This is beautiful” I actually love the scenery in where we are right now. The sea is overlooking and it just was heartwarming that he just know me very much that I think sometimes he better know me than I know myself. I was so thankful to Him that I was able to become myself whenever we are together and I was able to get out of shelf simply because he was able to introduce me to new things and adventure and there is a world outside my paintings “I knew that you will like it” He smiled at me and drag to a particular area of the beach I gasped as I see what was being set up in that area “Oh” there are some painting materials! I gasped he really never failed to amazed me on how he was capable on making me smile every day, he makes me special in every way “Let’s start” he smile at me while bringing me to the painting area “Thank you r****h” I whispered to him with a smile plastered on my face, who says life can be so easy but with the help of this man in front of me it was really worth fighting for, life is worth living for I guess Well it’s a funny name though but I call him r****h because he has this super white skin tone that is even brighter and lighter than mine sometimes I played a joke on him that he even looks like a girl more than me, or even more pretty I guess. “You’re Welcome My Coffee” On the contrary I have this fair tan skin so he calls me coffee which is the opposite, I don’t know but he is using it after the word “my” which weirdly gives me butterflies in my stomach After that he accompanied me in going home since we are just neighbors even though he has some things to do he always made sure I go home safe. It was out daily routine we almost see each other every day there’s no need for something special to do that we seems to find comfort being with each other, we are so young that time that we did not recognize that mutual feelings we have for each other, it just that how amazing how close we have been since the day we meet. I am Atashia and I have a confession to make Whether it’s all about me or it’s all about US