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Life--a wayward mystery;
human--an inexplicable mess.
You think you know him,
until one day you realize--
you only see what you want to see,
or he only lets you see what you want to see.
You think you know her,
until one meeting when it suddenly dawns on you--
she has never taken any of your advice,
but she often comes to seek your advice.
"Why?" You ask bluntly, drowning politeness to death,
risking eight years of friendship on a question mark.
You think you are a perceptible and sensitive soul,
until one reflection a decade later when you remember--
he hinted, he tried to connect, he said things,
but you missed all the signals.
How come you didn't notice
such obvious sign of possibilities?
Aren't you the dumbest, most insensitive person in the world?