Him.
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    • Dec 19, 2022
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Him.

By Shivani Sinha


He sits there and looks perfect to me, without even trying.

The way the bright sunlight hits half his face

and changes the colour of his dark brown eyes.





I sit at the back of the class so I can admire him from a distance.

It's strange how the closer you get to someone so beautiful,

the harder it gets to see them as a whole.


The act of distancing yourself is so beautiful,

you not only see their physical being but

also, realise how much their presence means to you.


By Shivani Sinha





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