Comfort

This happened 2 weeks. After watching this french movie, "La Guerre est Declaree", I met someone. And I've been thinking about what she said about me. she was being so relaxed. she was being so, stoic. She's a psychology student. she's my new friend. and she took a guess on me.

"You're still a child, aren't you?" said she.

"What do you mean?" said I.

"You're still a child. it shows." 

"And? what else?"

There was silence between us. It took time for her to take another guess. I was observing her face as she was still taking a guess on me. 

And she finally said, "You've been sad. you're a sad person."

I felt my heart was pumping fast. "No, only lately." I confessed.

"Seems like you're not comfortable with your new surrounding..." she said softly.

I swear I would've cried that time. I would've spit the anger and the sorrow out of me, but I didn't. I nodded, then I took a sip of my tea.