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I won’t waste the blank page,

It will be about you and me.

As I thought that night will be the last time.
But, I am wrong.

I forgot that anything can happen, as tomorrow is a future with surprises.               

In distance I saw a familiar face, that cold expression.

My eyes confirmed you.

I had automatically saved you in my mind.

You were a stranger, but visible in my eyes.

We were passing by under the pedestrian walk.

Our paths crossed.

Silent mode is on as we were stranger to each other.

I hope you wouldn’t think me as any of them, because that's not me.

I didn't how, but that won’t works on me.

I only saw that cold expression from you, not him.

I do hope to see your smile, which I know will be impossible.

But I am happy with this coincidence.

We walked at the same road every day; you were invisible, but not today.

I didn't intend to get know you, though this was the last week.

But, I am glad to see you in our good bye days.

You were a cold coincidence of mine, will be forgotten soon.

Still, I wouldn't leave the blank page in waste, as I will write about you.

- The End -

ps: sorry with the gramatical error. ~