It was as if I hadn't seen you for so long,
I couldn't remember your face,
Nor recognize you from afar,
It was just a brief moment,
Not more than a glance.
You've grown,
Changed,
Matured,
I couldn't explain how it feels after seeing you again,
Nostalgia?
It feels like I knew you and met the better you,
It made me happy to choose me,
because it shaped us —
Into someone we are now.
The traffic I was stuck at — is now moving forward.
merMia
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A Perspective
PoetryThis is a compilation of my personal written poetry. No matter how emotionless you seem to everyone, eyes tend to tell them how you really feel. What was it that you saw, that it made you who you are today? Would you believe me that it's your point...
