Time passes.
I was unaware.
During the trip
I had a new encounter.
We grew close and;
But we once more became strangers.
They have already entered a new stage in which they will meet someone and become friends with them.
I'm standing back and cheering for them while observing them.
But occasionally I long for the memories we made.
how depressing
Time is passing and the calendar is adjusting.
similar to everything
© kray