I found out, over Facebook, that one of my ex-teacher just passed away.
There is this vague sense of discomfort, of unsaid words, of perhaps, maybes and what-ifs.
I didn't really know her well. She taught me music and English; then, I wasn't the most attentive student. She was, by all accounts, a stranger.
In fleeting moments.
Not really sure what to say, how to feel. There is this sense of loss. Formless, yes. But there...
There is this vague sense of discomfort, of unsaid words, of perhaps, maybes and what-ifs.
I didn't really know her well. She taught me music and English; then, I wasn't the most attentive student. She was, by all accounts, a stranger.
In fleeting moments.
Not really sure what to say, how to feel. There is this sense of loss. Formless, yes. But there...
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