I saw you...

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It's midnight, yet the thought of you crossed my mind. We aren't even friends yet this thought won't let me sleep. I picked up my pen and started writing.

As far as I can remember I first saw you when you spoke the other day. Acted all silly, doodling on sketchbooks and walls, saying it's fun. I think I noticed you when you wrote a poem about your love.

But searching back, I realised we crossed paths before. It was a monsoon trip. I have no idea where you were or who you were with, I was busy dealing with my own life. Heartbreak. Existential dread.

This question still bugs me, what if we talked that day? Perhaps, I would have forgotten about you just as quickly. I remember us brainstorming over a mystery, and playing a game. A couple minutes later I forgot, I was too busy again with another fantasy.

Each moment I saw you, I wanted to be more like you. Childish, and carefree for a moment, perhaps you made me realize I could just love myself again. That for once I can let go and be flawed. I don't have to mold to perfection every time.

My life's a rollercoaster, and I'm a blind idiot. But I'm glad this time, I saw you. This time, I wanna be more just like you, a kid again.



"You're on your own, kid
You can face this."

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