Your Smile

I still remember how we started.

It was Sunday afternoon. There were lots of clouds in the sky but it wasn’t raining.

It was the perfect weather to snuggle under the blanket on your bed. Yet, I decided to get out of the house and stroll around the park.

There were lots of benches in the park, but I don’t know why I chose to sit on that one wooden bench by the lake.

All of a sudden, you sat next to me. You were the one who spoke first.

“Hi there!” you said, with a smile.

The same smile I’ve seen everyday for the last seven years, when I wake up.

-Mikael Setiawan-

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CS Bandung Writers' Club 1st Meeting