After 7 years, I see her again.
She was just 2 arms' length away.
But I couldn't, just couldn't, say hi.
I watched her talk to her friend. She's still the same, the same old person who gives a sense of comfort to those around her and the bubbly friend.
I thought of many things on the journey home, she alighted a stop before me to take the MRT train. We brushed past 4 times.
Is it because of we are in different schools, or does she not recognize me, or does she choose to not see me, or is it me. : (
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