Oct 02

Fog

She turned to the window.

It was fogged, she was unable to see past.

She looked closely and could see her reflection.

She could see the room behind her.

And she could see you.

You were behind her.

She couldn't look forward.

The fog wasn’t going away.

She could only see you.

 
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