I saw him.
After ages of not being able to see each other.
I saw him.
Just when I thought our pathways will never again cross,
I saw him.
I have never been able to utter a word when,
I saw him.
Would he even care to notice that
I saw him?
Could it be joy amidst the stars that I felt?
Or could it be dead stars that just flickered in my eyes when
I saw him?
Does he care?
Do I still care?
Had it done me any good to see him?
Mere coincidence? Divine intervention? What?
Why do I need to see him in the first place?
Now, Christmas season for me is bittersweet.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008
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