butterflies

19

two palms had suddenly
covered my eyes,
catching me by surprise.

"guess who."

that sweet voice that i could hear
so clearly from my left side,

and that familiar, comforting scent.

of course i'd know who it is.

how could i not?

because i do, i gripped the
strap of my shoulder bag tightly,
hoping it'd suppress my reaction.

"who?" i asked.

and as if this wasn't already enough,

he removed his hands and
turned me around.

i could see his face so clearly.

it felt like a long time, considering
i'm always avoiding his gaze.

oh, how i forgot how pretty he was.

he smiled, and so did i.

"couldn't even recognize me?"
"really?"

he pinched my cheek in
a teasing manner.

if only you knew,

how quick i could recognize you.

how fast i'd differentiate
you from the others.

i wondered,
was it like that for you too?

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