I was looking at you,
and you were looking
at me.
We were complete
strangers, drifting in a
crowd.
My earphones blasted
music to drown out
reality.
I couldn't hear a thing,
but it had never felt
so loud.
You woke up a cold part
of me that hadn't
existed.
And I knew, right from
that moment, that I had to see
you again.
–leonardo r.
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