are in the library, our library. We are studying, they are concentrated and finished him. I have not tried anything, I made a gesture as a greeting, the time has stopped, at that time I was petrified. Then you came out, I took a deep breath and started to think. You are back a bit excited and I exchanged pleasantries, then I take a sheet and I note the situation and the feelings that I'm trying. I'm down, I read the book, I avoid looking up and look next to each other, I feel almost like the effect of an alarm clock, now my eyes are wide open. If I had the right concentration to study up tomorrow morning!
"Quiet " I repeat, the pen on the paper moves nervosa and calligraphy is a disaster.
" I do not come here to learn more " I think, " nay come when we are sure you do not meet and communicate without or justify my absence."
I hear you sometimes look at me because you feel a little embarrassed and clearly you were not expecting this visit, deliberately crossing your eyes because they convey so much information that I can not control.
"I would go " I confess, but then I think you'd better stay in my place, I did not have sought this time. I do not want to hear your whispers and I try to think of something else, but anything goes.
Now I have to stop writing on this piece of paper and go back to school on the book, I have to check my eyes and try not to distract. I know that what you read from now on will not make much sense and I know I'll lose part of the afternoon today .. but never mind, I could not imagine that would go well, while he goes out, perhaps to make calls, take a breath.
E 'over an hour and I look up, in the meantime, you turn left to take a break, I can not but notice that you are comfortable with, I look away and I think that never leaves you. This should make me switch off, disconnect power to what I feel for you and make me feel better in the short term. I put these four squiggles in your pocket and go back to what I was studying, but first I think " today will go out later than usual, certainly after you. "
Another pause, and then exits after all only a little part of him. I pull out this new package again (me smile) and try to focus even more on the books and I think that if he wants to tell me something I would be willing to talk to him, because when I arrived I started the conversation if he wants now is his turn. So far he does not speak, returning to the chapter, but to keep out of this tour package.
Ok, I get distracted again because I an idea crossed my mind like a flash: now wonder when we can find me and him alone to talk, talk about what they are in love with her to make him share and make sense of this cold that I have against him ; Calligraphy is now clarified to indicate that they are quieter, but obviously I think that " this is just a crazy idea " and I do not care anymore.
He got up and came out with the phone in hand with the use of air, then came back and approached me, ok here we are. He asked me one thing, I did not understand it now "sorry you can repeat ? ", he asked me if I came by bike, and if we could tie them together because in his view there were suspicions of a kind and his chain was not the best .. I dropped the book and went out with him (my first break) and we put the bikes close and tied together. I talk about this and that and then returned to the library, shortly after returning the other, but now time is running out for me and I greet you, you remain still for five minutes and I have an appointment that unfortunately I can not put off and I'm getting late.
After Saturday and Sunday when I think of things that we said Friday in a library is " hello, how are you "
"Quiet " I repeat, the pen on the paper moves nervosa and calligraphy is a disaster.
" I do not come here to learn more " I think, " nay come when we are sure you do not meet and communicate without or justify my absence."
I hear you sometimes look at me because you feel a little embarrassed and clearly you were not expecting this visit, deliberately crossing your eyes because they convey so much information that I can not control.
"I would go " I confess, but then I think you'd better stay in my place, I did not have sought this time. I do not want to hear your whispers and I try to think of something else, but anything goes.
Now I have to stop writing on this piece of paper and go back to school on the book, I have to check my eyes and try not to distract. I know that what you read from now on will not make much sense and I know I'll lose part of the afternoon today .. but never mind, I could not imagine that would go well, while he goes out, perhaps to make calls, take a breath.
E 'over an hour and I look up, in the meantime, you turn left to take a break, I can not but notice that you are comfortable with, I look away and I think that never leaves you. This should make me switch off, disconnect power to what I feel for you and make me feel better in the short term. I put these four squiggles in your pocket and go back to what I was studying, but first I think " today will go out later than usual, certainly after you. "
Another pause, and then exits after all only a little part of him. I pull out this new package again (me smile) and try to focus even more on the books and I think that if he wants to tell me something I would be willing to talk to him, because when I arrived I started the conversation if he wants now is his turn. So far he does not speak, returning to the chapter, but to keep out of this tour package.
Ok, I get distracted again because I an idea crossed my mind like a flash: now wonder when we can find me and him alone to talk, talk about what they are in love with her to make him share and make sense of this cold that I have against him ; Calligraphy is now clarified to indicate that they are quieter, but obviously I think that " this is just a crazy idea " and I do not care anymore.
He got up and came out with the phone in hand with the use of air, then came back and approached me, ok here we are. He asked me one thing, I did not understand it now "sorry you can repeat ? ", he asked me if I came by bike, and if we could tie them together because in his view there were suspicions of a kind and his chain was not the best .. I dropped the book and went out with him (my first break) and we put the bikes close and tied together. I talk about this and that and then returned to the library, shortly after returning the other, but now time is running out for me and I greet you, you remain still for five minutes and I have an appointment that unfortunately I can not put off and I'm getting late.
After Saturday and Sunday when I think of things that we said Friday in a library is " hello, how are you "
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