The 5th Meeting
That TimeI remember when he began to form a bond with me.
It wasn't noticible, but I noticed his kindness.
I wondered if it wasn't him who was weak on forming bonds, but others who didn't reach out to him.
He was always kind, he was over protective, but his kindess was different.
It was hidden. Like himself.
But I was beginning to see him.
I remember when he began to see me.
How he noticed when I truely wasn't happy.
How he wouldn't let the anger build up in me and explode.
That made me happy.
That someone was trying to understand me.
Someone was taking the time to get to know me.
Not the TV me or the Super Junior me.
Just me.
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