"hey, suha!"

i turn around.

all i ever see is his smile. his bright smile which totally lights up my day.

he runs to me and sits next to me.

oh, and his eyes. how it curves into endearingly crescent moon shape.

"what are you listening to? can i listen too?"

i nod.

he takes an earbud out of my ear and puts it on.

"nice," he smiles, briefly glancing at me before he looks ahead again, enjoying the sweet melody in our ears.

and his voice? i can listen to his sweet, sweet voice all day, all of my life. his voice is like music which makes flowers bloom inside of you regardless the season.

now, if only all of those are mine, and mine only.