I catch her in the rain ,blue scarfed walking alone,
It took 10 minutes to befriend her , for a lifetime
I can say I knew the girl in blue ,just not her name.
It feels as if the speed by which we meet is slower than
The speed by which we depart . I remember a face of 6 years
Just about placing the features right.
Our departure came in strange ways , I watch as
the metaphorical train takes you oblivion and I
Open mouthed do not quite muster the strength to say goodbye
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