She is not so Ordinary

(Back to college)

Oh no, she is not.

There is something about Literature classes. I meet people there. This is my second Literature class. The last one that I will have to take.

Initially, she was nothing but a free-rider to me. Someone who joined my group because she feels that she does not have to do anything there. I was never able to ask her for help in any of our projects and she never gave any opinions during group discussions. No worries though, I was used to people like that.

The only conversations we ever had was when she would ask me about things concerning our Literature class --what to read, what to bring, what to do.

One busy night, my group mates and I was finishing a paper at a coffee shop near school and she was there. We greeted each other and sat in different places. Suddenly, my phone was ringing and it was her. She asked me to go to her and help her to fix something in her laptop. Weird but it was alright.

She messaged me that night. Asking me about so many things and she opened up a lot too. We kept in touch and the next thing I knew, I was sitting or lying down next to her in her pad. I was with her every chance that I got. I could say that I grabbed every chance that I could to be with her.

It did not take very long for me to find her amazing. Her thoughts and her views about things and how she expressed them and put them into words seemed so effortlessly wonderful. I found her intelligent and very brilliant. She said things with conviction and so much confidence. Unknowingly, she took me away.

She had no idea how much her words get stuck to my head and repeat itself many times over.

I never knew anyone like her. All the more feel so much attraction that went beyond the physical paradigm. It was an attraction to the amazing person that she was within. Everything was great.

I was so tired of everything then --series of events that were not great at all and the barrage of people who did not bring anything even as vague as a little meaning. Then she came. She gave me new perspective.

I would want to see it like that.

The good times had to stop though. I did not understand. I lost her as fast as she came into my life and changed everything. My views, my perspective. Everything.

Despite that, I never felt anger towards her. I cannot seem to make myself hate her.

I would still grab any chance I could to bring what I can back.

To this day, I would.