I still think
about our old selves.
Those times
when we felt
uneasy every time
our eyes meet.
When our mouths
seemed to run out
of words and
even a single breathe.

Frankly, I miss
those things.
It was alright
for me that we
were not talking
much unlike now.
Maybe what I need
is the honesty
we showed then.

I just miss you.
I need the
person I met
the first day
our hearts beat
to the same music.

But now you
seem to forget
all those things
we know in our mind
we shared even
they were not known
to the world.

You’re with someone
else now.
And I like to think
we still have that
awkward connection
we first felt
in the start
of the class.

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