Twelve

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Monday blues...

I would feel a bit blue or yellow.
It depends.

Odd thing,
I was daydreaming and stared ahead the empty space.
When suddenly,
I saw someone who was wearing blue.

At first I just thought I was mistaken for another person.
Turns out I was right.
Pen were twirling against my fingers.
I almost dropped it.

I had not expected that you would turn.
I had not expected that you would show up.
I had not expected that you would locked your eyes with me.
It was not for a long time but still.
The butterflies were flying inside my stomach.
The blues had gone and was replaced by yellow.

You are not the same like me.
I do not even know if you know or remember me.
We have bumped with each other for quite sometimes.

Sadly...
For you to give me a chance is impossible.
As I am not with you.

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