Black eyes, His voice and a creep

as long as I remembered my eyes are always locked to him

I like every feature on him, wavy hair, wide smile from ear to ear, black eyes, tanned skin, skinny hands and everything, he never change.
not even now, when he graduated.
I always know this day is coming. when he's leaving and not coming back. what i don't know is, it didn't hurt as bad as I imagined.

maybe because I'm starting to forget him.
I've already forget his voice.
at first it scared me.
'how can i forget something so precious?'
but the truth hits hard
and his voice is never coming back to my mind
not even now

I'm scared that I'm gonna forget everything about him.
scared if one day I'll forget how he smile
how he plays his guitar
how he clicked the shutter of his camera
how he looks at her
what will I do?
without him, who am I?
I'm fading?

well, no
someone creeps to my thought
he's not as cool, nice, or mysterious
he's outgoing, loud, and his words are not the best
he's not nice to me and whenever we talk...
world war III.
slapping, cursing, mocking, and never ending arguments
he's a total opposite of what I call perfect. straight hair, never smiled to me except when marking his victory, brown eyes, not even close to tanned, and annoying.
well, i don't really want this. but, those brown eyes sometimes glitter with eagerness to win, to get what he want, and somehow only I realize that. what is happening