January 2010
14 posts
i see him fight his way in the crowd. he gets lost but then he manages to find his way to me. ten steps, nine, then six and finally he’s in front of me.
i see the muscles working in his cheek. i know he wants to say something. i wait. he reaches out to take my hand.
his hands are cold. he trembles. i wait.
i watch him fight his way into the crowd. he gets lost. i’ll never see him again.
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