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We once shared the same world.

Three years later, in the same place,
separated by a crowd.

You turned,
we looked at each other,
and I looked away.

The words “congratulations” and “long time no see”
never made it past my throat.

That night, you once said:
“I feel this really is the end now.”

Maybe this time, it finally was.

You remember how I used to explain everything through chemistry?
Lately, I learned about imprinting, and I know I will prune them all eventually, slowly.

Somewhere within those 480 seconds,
did my shadow ever pass through you too?

“Are you alone?”
“I am. But why are you too?”