“The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return”
— Christian, Moulin Rouge! (2001)
It only started at noticing, noticing how she reacts to things, how she talk to other people, how she really cared when it mattered most. It was supposed to be a one-time thing, the noticing. But he didn't expect it would last as long as he expected it to be.
Winter, Winter, Winter.
He didn’t like the thought, the thought that he's slowly liking it, liking everything about her, just hearing her name is enough to make his head turn.
It's not love at first sight, right?
Right.
It's wrong, so wrong, he thought.
Winter was an acquaintance from a friend group, yet they never had that much interaction. He only got to talk to her when he, and also her friends were playing, how she hated the goofy-ass in-game name he used, how she blamed him from mistakes that wasn't even his fault because the username sucked, how she was quickly infuriated by things, he loved that trait of hers.
He simply loved everything he notices about her, why?
She wasn’t the kind to need attention.
And yet, somehow, she had all of his.
He was the kind of guy to write things down because he forgets easily, but why can't he forget when it comes to her?
He didn't like writing, but there were times, were he wrote everything, his thoughts, his feelings, what he doesn't like, what he loves.
But this time.
What he wrote was poetry.
Entropy
Entropy is not proportional to time.
And yet,
It is the arrow of time.
Entropy is a measure of disorder,
For that is the inevitable fate of the universe.
Like a closed system suddenly disturbed,
my careful equilibrium broke without warning.
What once was quiet symmetry
became a scatter of restless thoughts.
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