Monday, July 15, 2013

Replacement

"You forgot that you're not on your turf. No homeboys gonna back you up nor your mum saving your ass."

Adam looked away from Arissa although he knows it that she's right. He's so used being guarded and protected while he runs his plan whenever situations arised but this time, like Arissa said, they're not on his turf.

Changing the subject and not letting himself being beat down by a girl especially Arissa, he retorted, "That huge pimple is killing you, huh?"

Arissa has been meddling with a pimple on her right cheek. She keeps touching it with a wet tissue, slowly applying pressure and alternately pinching it.

"Yeah. I can't wait for it to pop. It won't pop, it drives me nuts and I can't forget about it."

"Why don't you just leave it, it'll either be ready to pop or it'll disappear," Adam, always wanting to be the better of the two, especially when with Arissa.

"I don't want to leave it!" Arissa whines, putting pressure on the said pimple.

"Why? If you pushed it, it'll leave a scar."

"No, it won't. Once it's popped, it'll dried up and then the dried skin will fall off. It won't leave any scar if you waited for the dry skin to fall off, just a brand new skin replacing it.
Not like the heart -- the heart is irreplaceable. You have it new and then used, broken, battered and scarred. You still have to use that same heart again. You could never feel brand new after all the heartaches, because you can't get a replacement."

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