On a Friday after photography lesson
Standing there
right in front of me
I was dumbfounded
answering him
Without a voice
I could see his eyes
That’s all focus
And the whole world
Was blurred
Like an illusion
I spoke about
To my pupils
A couple of hours before
My eyes had captured that illusion of the eyes that met back with me. Many memories flashed in shutter speed within my head.
The day he hid his cigarette
The days I couldn’t leave after saying bye
The days I couldn’t wait to get another chance to see him
The days I was opposite him
Near but far
Just like today...
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