Walk on by.
Walk on.
Ahead.
Do not turn.
It said.
The voice.
Inside.
My head.
Walk on by.
Walk on.
Ahead.
But please,
turn.
It said.
The heart.
And then,
he did.
Here's the thing, right? No matter how long time passes. No matter how much hurt you've felt. No matter what will transpire. No matter even if it's all said and done.
It happened. You. Me. Us.
And that, will certainly linger on, in our heads, at the back of our minds, especially.
Especially during the brief eye contact. It all flashes right before your eyes.
And there's nothing you can do about it.
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