I pull my glasses from my bow. i check if the lenses are lint-free. I put them on.

Suddenly, the blurry and wuzzy images disappear. Features of the people six feet from me are now recognizable.

And then I recognize you. I see you clearly.

Then I wish I haven't put my glasses on.

I turn away, then I take them off. Everything becomes blurry and wuzzy again.


It's a weird thing that I look for your face in every crowd. Even though I know that you wouldn't and can't be there, I squint and look for your tall frame and broad shoulders.

And when I do see you, everything stops. Then there comes the reality check, and I feel like crying everytime. I feel anger. I feel everything there is to feel. And then I turn away.

I turn away.

I always do. From you.

I always wish that you turn up in the places I least expect you to be. I secretly wish that one morning, I'll find you sitting in my classroom, reading a book or maybe playing. I secretly want to see you in the FX terminal, and you'll take the ride with me home. I want to see you smile at me. I yearn hear you greet me.

I'm tired of looking away.

I'm tired of seeing you look away.

I'm tired of seeing ourselves look away from each other's eyes everytime we meet.

It feels like you're a thousand feet away from me. Even with my glasses on, I wouldn't be able to see you anymore. It feels like you've disappeared.


If there's one thing I ask for...

I wish that the time will come when we see each other in a place or time we least expected, and I wish you that you aren't blurry anymore...


as blurry as I see you now, don.

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i know, i know...
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