FATALISTIC LOVE ✓

XVI

I tried really hard not to be affected by you. by your presence, by your looks, by your craft and qualities and your personality.

but it was serious, especially when I'd see you everyday on set, be expected to take pictures of you, hear, see and sense your ambition through your acting- our sudden eye contact would somehow make me sweat nervously.

I'll admit it. I jumped to a conclusion when I first met you. I thought you were shallow and obnoxious because you rejected my photos, blaming me. then you made me retake everyone's shots twice. so I guess you felt bad huh?

because you got me a secure job for a while. you tried to talk to me. you tried to smile at me but I'd always look away quickly.

but it was amusing to see you one day smile at me, the next day ignore me and bump past me. it's like you were in a battle- with yourself, trying to figure out what to do.

were you?

because I was.

I never won the battle and neither did you I guess.