I’m the woman who just arrived. I’m the train passing by. I’m the shoe left behind. I’m the boy with orange hair. I’m the couple saying goodbye, already turning away. I walk on. I breathe. I disappear.
I’m the woman who just arrived. I’m the train passing by. I’m the shoe left behind. I’m the boy with orange hair. I’m the couple saying goodbye, already turning away. I walk on. I breathe. I disappear.