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That corridor

That corridor

I have a forgetful memory,
But I do remember the first time
our fingers brushed together
while we walked through the school corridor.
I remember
how you couldn’t stop looking at me
from the corner of your eyes;
how you hid the smile on your face
and the blush of your cheeks.
I remember
how the distance of not more than
hundred metres used to seem infinite;
how the time stopped  and
everything felt so perfect in those moments.
Such moments lasted for tiny seconds;
and the chills that accompanied,
have become a treasure to keep in heart
for the whole lifetime, all because
we were just kids when we fell in love…
Every day I would get up in the morning
thinking of a chance to steal more of
such moments for us (I know you did that too).
And, every night I felt so accomplished to have
collected those beautiful memories back in the day.
Every thought of you
takes me back to those settings;
I play the tiny series of events
that didn’t mean much, still meant so much.
Every thought of you
brings back the same young love, yet again.
I have a forgetful memory,
But I do remember the first time
our fingers brushed together
while we walked through the school corridor.

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