For a brief moment I actually thought it was him. But it wasn’t. It couldn’t be. People don’t return from the grave after three years, it just doesn’t happen. So I kept walking.
The moment he looked at me, I thought of a thousand apologies. I braced myself for any possible reaction, save the one I got. It was like he hadn’t seen me at all. He kept walking.
WHY WOULD YOU POST SOMETHING LIKE THIS?!
*sound of my heart breaking in tiny pieces*