Mixosc od pierwszego wejrzenia

[[ Love at first sight ]]

By: Wislawa Szymborska

both are convinced that a sudden surge of emotion bound them together

beautiful is such a certainty but uncertainty is more beautiful because they didnt know each other ealier

they suppose that nothing was happening between them what of the streets, stairways and corridors where they coud have passed each other long ago?

I'd like to ask them

whether they remember

perhaps in a revolving door ever being face to face an 'excuse me' in a crowd or a voice 'wrong number' in the receiver

But i know their answer no, they don't remember

they'd be greatly astonished to learn that for a long time chance had been playing with them not yet wholly ready to transform into fate for them it approached them, then backed offstood in their way and, suppressing a giggle, jumped to the side...

Touching ain't it (: My fav in red underline.

Some of you may rmb me posting this poem last year in about... April? Hmm (: Well, in that post, I mentioned that maybe I'll memorize it, and read it for HIM. Well, that HIM is a history. I now want to memorize it not for him, but for myself. I'm not going to live my life for another idiot who won't appreciate me. I'm going to live me life, because I want to, to be with my friends and family. They have made me for who I am..

So you are in the army now.. I don't really give a damn. Anyway, thanks for the memories you've given me. Though you're such an asshole, bastard and everything a villian makes, I was happy. WAS. Past tense. I wish you luck in your life. You may never get to read this. But who cares. You're now officially outta my mind. I no longer think of you when I passed by the train station... In fact, I passed by that train station almost everyday as I make my way to school. The end. You don't give a hoot of my life, I don't either.

Fall out boys- thanks for the memories.

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