A jogger in white nylon shirt and short black pants passed by.
I thought I caught a glimpse of the jogger
side-eyeing me.
After a few blocks of walking,
I have come across the jogger again.
What kind of life would it had been
had I struck up a chat?
Would we have been disappointed
by the disillusionment of what we thought of each other
based off of our looks and vibes?
Or would we have hit it off
marching into the unknown territory?
Would we have tolerated our differences,
or would we hav passive-aggressively scoffed
and jogged away
Sharing a new gossip
with close circles idly sitting back at home?
3.10.2026







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