Who Are You?

It was around 10 pm.

I was there. On my way home.
Making my way through 
the gate of the MRT.

And there you were,
walking past the security gate, 
heading to the same direction as me.

We were both there,
in the same space and time;
eyes met.

I wondered,

It was one of my last days in Bangkok.

And I thought,

should I stayed a bit longer,
should I braved myself to try,
things between us
might end up different.


I might never even get
to know your name.
Nor would I ever know
you were heading.

You are only a person.
The one I saw at the MRT station.

I barely even remember your face.

But still,
I'm wondering,
will our paths ever cross again?


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