Bite-sized Life

Remember the first time we talked to each other just for a few minutes? You told me after that moment that it took you minutes to get the courage to walk up to me, summoning all your guts. I was caught off-guard and it was an awkward time because I didn't know you were around at that afternoon. I was nervous that somebody my mom knows might see us and report to her. And I wished I wasn't so chicken to talk to you. You had a boyish, charming aura that I found impressive. You weren't trying so hard but at the same time you were comfortable in your own skin without being arrogant.
There was a time I was eating at the fast food restaurant (with the glass windows) and I was with my mom and her friend. While I was chewing on a sandwich, you passed by the window! (I nearly choked but no one noticed.) You didn't see me because you were busy sending a message to my cellphone.
And I couldn't forget the time when I saw you going back to work. I couldn't let you get away without seeing me first. Since I knew I couldn't reach you in time, instead, I was yards away behind you, I called you on your cellphone. I'll never forget seeing you staring at your cellphone in disbelief until you finally answered it with curiousity:
"Hello?"
"Turn around." was the first thing I said. (I can't be bothered to say hello somehow.)
"What?"
"Just turn around."
Turn around you did so. When you spotted me, you had the most priceless, delighted smile and at the same time you were speechless.
I told him this was payback for catching me off-guard the last time.
He said he's get back at me someday. How romantic.

I swear you were the guy of my dreams, but I had no idea what made me think that. I just knew. Everytime I'd see you, I get completely nervous. Then, when we finally started texting each other, it was amusing to discover that your friends were always on the lookout for me. It was a mutual understanding between us but I honestly have no idea what would happen to our relationship. It was next to impossible- you were six years my senior and you were someone people in my social circle would frown upon.
But for some reason I didn't care. Neither did you.
You completely understood why I couldn't date or why we couldn't be seen together. We shared a wide perspective in life which I couldn't see in other guys which made you completely unique. And it's why I admired you more.
When my mom found out about our little communication, she disapproved of it and demanded I shouldn't entertain "boys like him." Being an obedient daughter, I stopped.
You had no idea how excruciating it was to suddenly stop talking to you for 2 months. For the whole 2 months, you still kept texting and even calling (which I never answered).
Finally, i couldn't stand it any longer. I decided we just had to keep our communication to each other a secret.
And I promised to myself I wouldn't leave you hanging like that again.
And it was worth it.

Our story seems to come straight from a soap opera: two people from two completely different worlds who find each other in the most unexpected way at an unexpected time. We were different in almost any way imaginable.
I still remember the time I first saw you- it was crush at first sight, frankly. You had the most mesmerizing eyes, your hair was tousled the right way, your nose is quite haughty and you have the most gorgeous smile. After a few minutes, I realized I was holding my breath. It was just physical attraction that attracted me to you- at first, anyway. I was just contented to look at you at a safe distance, being a shy person that I am. It was ok if you didn't acknowledge my existence.
I always hoped to see you every week. Then one day, you kept glancing at me. I thought it was just my imagination. But after a few weeks, it was loud and clear we had an eye for each other.
Everytime I'd come by, your friends would get really loud, mercilessly teasing you though you didn't mind, and you just kept glancing at me with that secretive kind of smile. And if you weren't there, one of your friends would suddenly disappear somewhere, then come back with you! It's good you have such wacky and caring friends.
Then, there was the time you had one of your friends deliver your cellphone number to me because you were- to my surprise- shy. Along with your number was a note asking if we could get to know each other and be friends. I had a feeling we could be more than that, though I wasn't really expecting it.
And that was when we got to know each other.