New post from Umm
When Brown Eyes Meet
Strange how strangers Become our greatest changers
Listening once made me want to listen forever.
That a new name in my phone would matter this much,
I would have thought never.
For the laughter he brought, I missed him even when he was around.
The world seems colourless, before his eyes they're lovely brown.
He made me want to talk, he heard what I never said.
He smiled at me in ways I cannot forget.
I sit texting him in the same place where I first thought about him. Against this joyless distance, I am still hoping.