It Was You

at Montalban, Rizal

It was You. I knew it. I didn’t have to come close. I didn’t have to look at Your face. But I knew it. I knew it.

You were sitting on the rock. Surrounded by a range of mountains. The last one, with almost barren land has become green once more.

It was You that I passed by while walking home.

I have not heard from You for the longest while.

It’s about time, isn’t it?


Last night’s dream.

Author: aysabaw

Aysa is a self-proclaimed hotelier without any culinary talent. She used to fly around Dubai for ten years via her magic carpet but destiny led her to a new path. She is now a little mermaid swimming in and around the Maldivian waters. If she is not reading her books, writing something comical, leaving rubbish comments on your posts or strumming her guitar, then she's up to some mischief.

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