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Met myself in person
It's 2 in the morning and I'm still lying awake,
Thoughts and musings waving inside, It's better go for a walk,
Got down with silence to the door,
Slowly slipped out to the moonlight street.

Midnight air is better than the snowfall,
In the darkness with the blurry yellow streetlights,
I walked ahead without a clue to where to go,
May be near the station there is a little space to relax,
I can go there and I'm lucky if it's empty.

Getting nearer to the seat I saw someone sitting,
What a bad luck I got I may walk ahead again,
But stop! I noticed it is a girl,
Sitting clueless looking at the sky,
with hazel gaze and wavy hair,
Why does she look like me?

I hurried back but she noticed,
She called my name, Hey! how do you know?
She told to get close and I walked to the seat,
Is there a girl or am I just dreaming,
Is she a witch or am I mindless,
Thoughts started to wake up and I walked up to her,
And I'm freeze as she told that she is 'Myself'.

I have no other choice but to believe she is me,
May be from the parallel world I saw in the last k-drama,
Looking into her shining eyes,
I feel it's me sitting before me,
She then kept silent and I sat,
For a long hour, we talked nothing more.

“How can you be so careless in this world,
Do you really know who you are?
Meeting new people and caring them a lot,
Do you really care anything about you?
Running past something then walking past nothing,
Do you think you'll do the best ahead?”

All of a sudden she started to blame,
She started to shout as she will awake whole the town,
I felt awful sitting next to me,
and hearing all the words that I surely felt.

I haven't thought about it for a long,
What I'm? Who I'm? Or not even Why I'm?
She then told me a lot of things,
All those things happened to me,
And I listened as I'm dumbstruck,
From the first to last I was silent-silent.

I assumed she is the future me,
Or else how can she know my life theory?
She told a lot of many things,
And then left as if we never met,
The train passed by and she faded away with the dust,
I'm wonderstruck and was sitting on the seat,
Did I really met myself in person?

© trusfrated.girl