To the Boy who Fell in Love with a Poet
It took me a year to notice the gaze
I should recognize you on the train sitting in front of me reading unrecognizable book, searching on the aisle through the unspeakable words, living on the cafeteria where you just hanging between reality fighting the harsh gravity
Until the words came unblocked
Flowing quitely between the fingers during the windy season in our frontyard under the tree
Ocean was your first word
Universe was the second
And I stood there, stared between your depth, lost on your second word
Asking to my very self
How do I wish to ever met you again
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