Holding up your Einstein chair painting in front of your students, you stood there with a big proud smile.

Don’t know what made me turned back, and there you were, standing several steps up, tall and calm. Time frozen, it took like a century when I realized we both were just looking at each other. And what I could say was just a Hi. 

Sitting backseat on the bicycle you ride, a beautiful melody came up and I sang. It was a warm summer afternoon after class.  

Four of us playing cards, you had a cigarette between your fingers, you sit back flung up your head and breath out long and slowly, the light blue smoke curled upwards…In the quietness you burst into laugh without a warning, so you sit there laughing, the other three sit didn’t know what was happening.  

9 years later, this moment I am sitting here with Blunt’s you are beautiful, memory flash without calling. 

You turned back from a strike with a smile, the smile shaded not seeing she is there, your eyes turned away to look for her, not knowing my smile went away and clapping hands dropped; I turned back to say something, in backseat, in flash of backwards street lights, two were holding each other. Words slipped away from my lips into silence. Wish taxi drove on forever… 

‘It’s time to face the truth, I will never be with you'