Walking past him as if I never wrote pages about his existence...

As if I had never craved fallen in love with the quite of his presence,

As if I had never craved his attention like sunlight on a cold morning .

Looking away as though I had never searched for him in every corner of the place he belongs to, just to steal a fleeting glance.

Avoiding small talks as if I had never created excuses just to hear his voice for a moment.

Acting strong, unbothered, untouched..As if I had never cried over the simple truth that he belonged to someone else...