One November Morning

ONE NOVEMBER MORNING

I walked swiftly in the ancient passageway

One November morning – it was Wednesday

My hair was messy and my face a little bit oily

While wearing my t-shirt: “Must have coffee”

I walked swiftly in the ancient passageway

One November morning – it was Wednesday

Trying to remember each formula I memorized yesterday

Wishing I could survive the whole day

I turned right and suddenly my heart stopped beating

Like an ancient clock that stopped ticking

My eyes were blurry as I saw the crowd going my direction

But only one clear image caught my attention

He was carrying his heavy bag while walking sluggishly

Like a foreigner in a new country

Maybe he’s a bit somnolent

Because he’s listening to his iPod as of the moment

He was walking east to west

And I, west to east

One November morning – it was Wednesday

What a wonderful day

I wanted to turn back, and walk as fast as I could

But doing that, I know it would be rude

Then I wondered, what if I walk with him

But I hesitated because I might annoy him

I have no choice but to continue walking toward him

My lips slightly forming a beam

We’re seven yards away from each other

My heart is pounding harder

Now I don’t know if this is a dream

He met my gaze and I saw his eyes gleam

Like Polaris—the northern star

That twinkles even from afar

We are now about to pass each other

Exchanging smiles and wave to one another

I wish the hands of time could never move once more

So we could stay like this forevermore

It was indeed a wonderful feeling

Seeing the guy who completes your whole being

The one who erases your worries

With his smiles as sweet as strawberries

I don’t know if this is already a happy ending

Or just a chapter in a tale that fate is writing

All I know is that this story I’m narrating

Happened one November morning

(Saturday, November 13, 2010)