joi, 29 ianuarie 2026

I saw him before New Year’s Eve

in an unexpected day, people were growing walls 
inside a grocery store. 
He was right there searching for an item, my eyes stopped 
bleeding out old invisible scars. 
My heart sank wearing a black mask. 
It was one of my most terrible days. I looked completely exhausted and ordinary. But my soul craved for him as before beyond any comprehension. I felt guilt. 
Because I felt a guilty pleasure just seeing somebody I didn’t belong to 
serendipitously. 
I followed him with my confined eyes, wishing 
I was bodiless for once 
or at least my hands could stop hurting. 
I lost him once more, and he will never know 
how much his mere presence meant 
for a young lady whose sadness was only hers 
to love.


Photo courtesy: Pinterest. 

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