and i figured, he can hear me too...

There is a little sketch that i drew, hoping it to come to life. 

The little boy, with sideburns.

I realized, he was alive, when he started breathing and blinking, 

but the stillness to his expressions intimidated me, 

so i hurriedly drew a smile on his face,

but that only made him look creepy, i erased it right away,

and let him continue, his guileless existence in my life.

Today, as i walked into the room,

he looked up.