*You to me are totally nothing,
but you gave me a look with something.
I wondered what you were thinking;
was it the same as I was feeling?
I knew that you were reading my action,
and I was trying not to give an emotion.
I wanted to know your impression,
but it was just a thing that doesn't need an explanation.
Perhaps, someday- somehow,
our eyes will meet again.
Something unexpected might suddenly happen.
For now let us keep it hidden;
wait until something in us awaken.*
-Steph Dionisio, July 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 10:16 AM UTC
*You to me are totally nothing,
but you gave me a look with something.
I wondered what you were thinking;
was it the same as I was feeling?
I knew that you were reading my action,
and I was trying not to give an emotion.
I wanted to know your impression,
but it was just a thing that doesn't need an explanation.
Perhaps, someday- somehow,
our eyes will meet again.
Something unexpected might suddenly happen.
For now let us keep it hidden;
wait until something in us awaken.*
-Steph Dionisio, July 25, 2014
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