But did you see?

That I was still coming by one or twice. To peek a look inside. I chose a seat far away, pretended being on the phone with my cousin and acting losing the pathway. Not like before going in whenever you did, and leave my deeds into release. The seat I chose, just that I was stopping by, was really because you took that day the same way (coincidence) I needed to spy. During the drive I heard someting from you here and there, my headphones seemed to be the most important right now. Just when you walked in my direction, like insects sounding, I don't notice them too. And you ask me directly, and I answer friendly. Lastly when I got where I wanted to, I hear hhhhhhhhhhooooooowwwww siiiiiiiiilllllllllyyyy ìiìitttttt loooooookkksss I looked at my Art again, that you had in the past destroy with a pen. Since I was not talented in it, but spent years with it. I folded it in half before I threw it away gently.