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Aug 2017
I saw him
wearing that black shirt of his,
and a tight brown pants.
riding his skateboard,
towards me.

he raised his hands,
signaling me
that it was him that i am looking for,
and that was few years ago...

Today, i saw him again
wearing a different black shirt
and a sweat shorts.
He said it's more comfortable than wearing a pants.
No skateboards,
just bus rides with me.

He raised his hands one more time,
signaling me
and still, after 3 months,
it is still him that i've been looking for.
Written by
Kristine  19/F/PH
(19/F/PH)   
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