"If I were given a chance to know every version of you, I would always fall for the 'you' I met first"
The way you moved to take the front seat
When you had always been a back bencher.
The way you looked so determined and focused on the lessons
When usually you're always sleepy and uninterested.
The way you didn't care
When a chaos happened outside of class and proceed with writing your notes.
The way you smiled
When the teacher validates your improvements.
And that time, the way you noticed me
Noticing you.
It's ironic
The way I only noticed all of that in history classes.
What a contradiction you are, considering it is the only class I'm uninterested in.
There, you looked so unfamiliar from the person I knew
.
.
.
Another side of you that I never really got to know.
A side of you, that you rarely show.
YOU ARE READING
When Forever Left Us
PoetryIt can be read as poetry or just mere thoughts, Though certainly, it is a closure to the confessions I never got to make. A closure, to a relationship that I can't name of, maybe a relationship we never got to have. A goodbye, to the person whom I u...
