i don't know how many times we passed by each other in the hallways, pathways, and corridors.
ten times? hundred? thousands?
we walk on the same school grounds,
we are in the same gym,
we sing the same school hymn.
in those times, did you ever look at me?
i don't know how many times we accidentally bumped into each other whenever there's an event and we're both present.
in those times, did our eyes meet?
or we turned our back on one another?
did we feel a connection or we didn't pay attention?
but fate is mischievous
and the invisible string is ridiculous.
they played their games
until we knew each other's names.
— nnyl
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poems i wrote but don't have the courage to send
Poésiei believe that there's an invisible string that ties you to me, because what are the odds of seeing you in that place unexpectedly? i believe in psychological facts and theories, the ones which make me think that you also like me. the gaze, the body...
