Monday, February 23, 2009

Random thoughts while walking to class on a sunny evening

I don't know you.
I read your thoughts that you tell everyone.
I don't know you.
I've seen your face that you show to everyone.
I don't know you.
I know we are here together.

The thoughts of you, your face and the fact you are here become a shadow, bugging my head.
And I said, 'Go bug someone else,'
And it said 'You're the only one person thinking of a guy you never know,'
And I said 'Go away...'
And it stay.

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Who are you?