you showed up today. your hair was a curly mess atop of your head and you looked like you hadn't slept in days. what's wrong?

            sitting across from you in the cafeteria i stare at the table you're siting at, not caring whether you see me or not. in fact, i hope you do see me and come over here and tell me how much of a creep i am just so i can hear your voice again. my stomach violently twists into knots just watching you. you sit quietly with your friends as they go on about whatever it is girls talk about, nodding here and there. anger burns through me at how ignorant they are of how and why you are like this.

           you haven't said a word all day and i wonder why. i'm worried about you. you're becoming less and less like yourself and I seem to be the only on that sees it.

          why can't they see it too?

         i trace one of the visible veins on my arm and think how fickle the human body is.

author's note

I love pandas! Hope you enjoyed the chapter.