foreign space - poetry&prose

recess

falling in love
is such a pretty thing.

the schoolbell rings as
students pile out, and
yet,
i do not see your face.
all the girls gush over
your apathetic state,

as you gaze coolly at
the longkang.

what's so beautiful about that?
you're such a loser.

your face is not revealed
to me, and i only relish at
the sight of your shoulders
and your back.

it still makes me feel
butterflies, like how
you walk me home
and speak of your favorite song
like it's your life.

and how i wake up everyday to
listen to it.

even my parents are confused,
what is happening to me?
blushing was never cute to me,
but it feels nice. your
eyes, which twinkle at the
sight.

to be honest,
i like you.

- rebirth

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