i hope we can go back to that one August afternoon — the day you caught my eyes and curiosity.
i hope we can go back to that one September early morning — when i turned and saw you unexpectedly.
i hope we can go back to that one October midmorning — when you stayed at the gym and watched me dance.
i hope we can go back to that one November evening — when we stared at each other in the midst of the crowd like we have a chance.
we used to share so many eye contact
and have school interactions non-stop.
but now, we're not that connected anymore,
the invisible string that ties us doesn't glow like it used to before.
i hope i can go back and stop the time,
i hope i can go back to hold the line,
i hope we can just stay there,
i hope we can be the ones we were.
— nnyl
YOU ARE READING
poems i wrote but don't have the courage to send
Poetryi 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...
