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A Love That’s Lost

His appearance was altered when he was wearing a mask. He was with a different girl.  In his eyes, I was camouflaged. Like a lizard, I blended in.  His look faded.  The past has made its way to Neverland. There he was, in action. As I crossed the street, I felt my bare feet again in the boat. But this time, I was in the vast ocean thinking, and he was in a different world celebrating.

About the Author
Anat Ghelber was born in Israel and moved to Texas when she was 13. She experienced anti-Semitism in public schools there. She moved to New York City when she was 20 and now has a B.S. in Psychology and Human Services and is currently attending NYU Silver School of Social Work. She started submitting articles to the Jewish Voice in 2016. In her free time she enjoys writing poems, writing in her diary on a daily basis and hanging out with her best friend Katrina. She's also a certified Yoga teacher with 200 hours of training who teaches in a donation-based studio called Yoga to the People in New York City. Her favorite quote is from her mother, "Love isn't something that can be measured with a spoon."
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