THAT PRIVY THING

UNEDITED SAMPLE LITERARY ARTICLE
By Rachel Mae Joan Naluis Sansolis
IV - Isaac Newton


When you know you’re not doing anything good, stop acting. When you feel we’re not happy with your deeds, stop moving. If you continue influencing, you’ll just hurt me. I would probably act as tragedienne, if you do so. I’m not expecting but because you draw me closer to you, I can’t stop moving, too. You make me move, you impel me to react. You make my life so tough. With just a simple smile, my day seems to be so high and it is so unruly now that you are here. I guess I cannot do my thing without you near.

If I were to think why I’ve fallen for you, actually, I do not know the reason, too. Maybe, it’s just that you attracted me and it is still undone, that is why I am stocked on waiting for that time to come. Perhaps, you have this special thing that holds me stiff and keeps me lingering. How I wish you would tell me you feel the same thing for I want to hear you utter those words for real.

I am aware that you know, I have this thing for you. That privy thing the whole world might have known. I’ve been telling them how I feel, yet it is not suitable for you to know because I am afraid that you’ll bid me goodbye, if you turned familiar to that blow. Perhaps, I’ll just keep it as a secret. In that sense, we could still be friends.

I have perceived your plans; you have told me much about it. And everything we have shared, all of those are wearing sentiments. They would not just leave my mind empty of emotions for these are the only things that detain me on working, working with the destroyed, unfixed part of my piece, my heart, my soul. Although we’re not that far apart, I feel like you are a million miles away from me. It seems like I cannot reach you in any course and that all I have to do is to continue living by a dream. And so I have recognized, Love is this thing. That privy thing I am feeling.