nearer I go, I look around.

the feeling of relief hugs me as the coast is clear, then came disappointment.

silly me, why the hell would I want to see you now?

I ordered my cup of cappuccino and took my seat.

hmph. why is it still weird to be here?

it is still so hard for me to comprehend how the shortest memory can outlive many supposed forever-ingrained-in-my-heart ones.

why are you still so vivid?

stop it, remembering such thoughts are off-limits.

... but I can't help it.

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