Etched on my mind.

October 13, 2014

Earlier today, I was walking alone in a fairly crowded street. Far ahead, someone’s head looks very familiar. It looks like yours and how I wish it was yours. But it was not, of course, how could it be?

I remember how your head looks in the crowd. And how you stand out in the sea of people, walking towards me. How, the way you walk, hold so much confidence in itself. And I wonder, how can I ever forget these?

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