How could you be so close yet so far.
How could you smile at me from afar.
How could you spot me first always sitting in the same spot of my study hub.
How could you pass by and smile so genuinely.
How could you pass by and just wave your hand but not talk to me.
merMia
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A Perspective
PoesiaThis 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...
