Daylight, Poetry by Angelica Paste

WILDsound Festival

Genre: Friendship, Song, Audition, Memories, Sad, Best friends, Strangers

by Angelica Paste

I looked it up after it came to my mind.

I clicked.

FYI, this isn’t the original because I wanted an acoustic.

I always did.

And then it starts playing.

And then I start to listen.

And then I start to go back.

There weren’t any flashbacks,

because if there are,

I will see myself

being nervous and covering my face

but still mouthing the lyrics.

And I didn’t know what the both of you were doing.

Were you laughing,


or staring?

But right now, I don’t really care,

because I heard your laughs

so many times

because I know,

when there’s something I’m going to tell,

you were always there to listen

because now,

it’s either we walk pass by,

or just stare at each other.

And then I knew why there weren’t any flashbacks,

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