the more i think about you the more your picture becomes clear but the feeling vague.
i hadn't seen you for quite a long while now and i don't know if i'm really missing you or not. the fact that we spent ephemeral time with each other didn't really made a tight knot for me to be tied on your memory. that also goes to you. retrograding about how short our past interludes are, nothing really made sense. moments here and there are just like pictures not worth keeping in a wallet nor burning down to ashes.
so what are we now? i mostly believe that we're just two people unlikely to meet in some uncrowded and uncertain intersections. when we again walk on our each paths and happened to run at each other, we pass like strangers.
there are no strong ties that bind us with each other, nor sand marks that we left so we can walk back to each other. nothing. no ties nor marks. perhaps just a plain knowing written by the vividness of the moments we had. written in some corners of our minds.
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