I first saw him last summer in a study camp. We had maths classes together. He was literally the definition of perfect. Perfect in every subject, perfect in looks, perfect in his kindness and literally perfect in every aspect. And me? Well, you can say i was simply a no body. At first i thought our worlds were different, very different from each other's. He was zephyr, a gentle and calm breeze and i was just a mere dust. That would swept away everytime with the breeze.
I was content with watching him from afar, admiring him. Then he decided to approach me, and everything went wrong from that moment. Because he shouldn't have approached me, he shouldn't have smiled at me like that, he shouldn't have made my heart flutter with every step he took towards me, he shouldn't have looked me in the eyes and whispered sweet nothings to me, he shouldn't have told me i'm beautiful while gently cupping my face and kissing me tenderly, he shouldn't have- he just shouldn't have told me that he could love me... That he "could" love me instead of he loves me...., then maybe.. maybe I won't be this miserable after so many days, still not over him. Remember when i asked you to tell me about yourself? You just told me "what's the fun it we know everything about each other from the beginning? Let's start from here and discover more about each other. There's plenty of time right?" The plenty of time we had was only the summer camp last summer.
You got to know about me a lot, you literally knew evening about me. I was an open book, but you? I couldn't tell still can't. You were a mystery to me then and you're a mystery to me still now. I still think about that time only a few days left until the summer camp was over. I was listless i couldn't focus on anything and you were so calm.. So weirdly calm that i couldn't tell what was going on in your head. You came to me that evening asking me to sit by you near a sea shore. You talked about many random things which was odd. You were different that day.. I couldn't tell what but something was different. But that was okay cause it helped to calm my nerves.
I asked why do you like maths, a simple question to let the conversation flow. You laughed and asked me what kind of question was that, I just shrugged and said "well then just tell me what do you like the most in mathematics?" You seemed deep in thought just for a simple random question. Then you looked at me, your expression unreadable... Was it sadness? I don't know. You told me, "tangent lines. I like tangent lines." I asked why and you looked away "because tangent lines they had only one chance to meet and then parted forever.. It's so sad to think about it and the same time it's so beautiful. Having only one chance to meet and be together knowing that moment won't last forever. " ah.. I know he was talking about something entirely different thing through that but I just gave him a soft smile and hummed, it sad. That was the last time we talked, the last time I saw him. Summer camp was eventually over. Some said he went overseas for further studies some said he went to a far away place to get some treatment to his terminal disease. And now i completely understand what he meant that time..... We were Tangents. We will only touch once, there's no use of calling back for more.. We will have plenty of time to rehearse and remember this moment, to convince ourselves that we will never part. But... In the end we did... After all we were Tangents.
