A tiny story of Elective Mutism Boy (akan dilanjutkan lagi.. entah kapan.. nanti atau besok mungkin, atau mungkin juga lusa)

There you are... the elective mutism boy in catatonik posture with black sweater, holding a cigarrette between your cold finger. Suddenly, you move. You sit on that black stereo, smiling to the innocent wind that makes your day windy. You capture it dancing with their tiny toes. Dancing gracefuly on your shoulder. It simply makes you laugh. Then, you go to that lonely beach. Digging the last kiss that it brings on sand. You find a small jelly fish and ask him to play bubbles with you. You take his finger in your hand. Jumping and running with bubbles around you. And you laugh when he bite your finger toes softly...