Subway Diaries III

I was sitting in the subway as usual. Waiting for the train to stop when suddenly I heard familiar footsteps. I never wanted to look back, fear that it was an imagination. But you stood in front of me. You handed me the flowers. I was speechless. Then you smiled at me, that’s when I knew it was real. You are real. You sat by me at the subway. SD III, CIG2015

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