Every morning seems to be the same except for today.
Except listening to mp3 in the train, I was occupied with something.
I saw him at the train station.
Almost everyday i was wondering,
will I see him at the train station.
I hoped since...
The moment I saw him, I turn and walk another direction, trying to hide. TOTALLY panic. We board the same train, same cabin but different door. I tried to calm myself by reading book, but it doesn’t help. The train was so packed that I couldn't see him. Only saw his hand holding on to the pole.
By then, I was wondering, was it him?
I only glance thru his back and was afraid to take a second look
Should i message him?
Dilemma.
If I were to message him,
I won't be able to jot down the happening.
I rather keep it here. =)
I remember his working place is located at somewhere
and he get down at that station.
familiar back..
IT'S HIM . .
an intimate friend.
