"Hey! You can't kiss me before I agree to be your girlfriend silly!"

"I'm sorry. There was a butterfly behind you and you're scared of butterflies so I wanted to distract you so that you don't freak out and-"

"..."

"Now...why you kissed me?"

"Because a girlfriend is allowed to kiss her boyfriend anytime, anywhere and anyhow."

"But you didn't agree!"

"I do! Now you better shut up and kiss me."

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Day 5

Distractions

A thing that prevents someone from concentrating on something else.

It used to be easy to distract you.

By my kiss, my songs or my jokes.

It also used to be easy to distract myself when you were with me.

If I had any problem, I would just stare at you while you talked and talked. Or if I was agitated ever, you would calm me down by your sweet words.

You used to be my distraction. Your voice, your smile, your laugh, your kiss; everything made me forget the rest of world.

Now when you're gone, I try to distract myself from pain.

But I don't know how to.

I tried to study. But then your image of nibbling pencil flashed in my mind.

I picked up my guitar and tried to sing, but then your beaming eyes while you heard me echoed in my ears.

Whatever I try, where ever I go; I'm failing.

Because you're stitched to every memory worth remembering of mine. You're in every breath I breathe, every decision I take, the scent on my sheets, the tune of my alarm; simply everything.

You're in every beat of my heart.

How could I distract myself from feeling my heartbeat?

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