UNPUBLISHED POSTS: Dated December 2017

Glad that of all days, of the 24 hours, I saw you at that terminal station, bored as I was.

I stared back at you with cold unsettling eyes wondering to myself who is that guy in blue shirt with a friendly excited wave.

I frowned at you, ready to turn back my head when those chinito eyes finally registered to my dead brain.

I sat up steathily as you sat beside me. I didn’t know if I should smile back or I should lean towards you or away from you.

“You guys look tired,” you said as you tried to make conversation. So I took that posture.

You gave unsolicited updates about your life. I obligingly said mine.

And when I was ready to board the bus, we said our cold goodbyes.

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