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Jul 2020
Her
I saw her today, walking by herself.
Eyes fixed on the phone.
I froze to appreciate her beauty.
She looked up, calling out my name
and I only smiled back.
She reached out and I firmly held her hand.
Feeling her thin and warm blood vessels.
Time ceased in this perfect bubble
I wanted to tell her, I had to tell her,
but my pride got in the way.
I slowly walked away, walls tumbling down
My sanity thanked me, for adhering to reality.
A brutal drug that does not cloud judgement.
I saw her today and it all came back to me,
All the fantasies and memories.
I saw her today and she haunts my day.
Simbarashe Mupazviribwo
Written by
Simbarashe Mupazviribwo  24/M/Zimbabwe
(24/M/Zimbabwe)   
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