xii. [small] gesture

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i'm thinking so hard and
praying that i won't
see you in the train again

but as soon as i get on
you're already looking at me
as if you're waiting for me

i just looked away and cover my
face with my scarf and pull
down my sleeves.

there's no available seat but in
beside you so i had no
choice but to seat by your side.

there's a lot of what ifs running
on my head but it all erased when
you handed me an band aid.

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