I approached led by an indescribable attraction. I knew that we were supposed to be nothing but all the same we were just like two opposite poles; I couldn't help go there, be there, go to him. Though I was strong enough to stick to my plan when the temptation came. He left, I stayed.
I did what I had to do yet right after I was full of regret, with an ache that kept me suspended in the middle of the street.
All of a sudden I felt as if a gentle rain ran through my face, impulsively deciding to follow his steps. Imagining his route, I wandered through the city; I know that I've been where he has been, and I look for him in every corner.
My heart got stuck to his heart like they were two magnets, and I don't know where he is.
I still wander.
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It happens.
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