i keep looking for you, the faces passing by i know its not you but i might come across you , walking against me with your friends and you will move those hairs that has fallen on your face to the side with your hands, laughing at the jokes your friend might have cracked and then i will watch you flowing along with that crowd far far away, but i wont follow you , but i shall keep looking for you in the opposite direction you have walked and then again and again i will see you walking past me,repeating those sequence like in an infinite loop but why i am not following you, do you wonder why? because one day you might realise my face, and you might ask yourself why you are seeing my face repeatedly over time, you will gaze into my eyes with curiosity, your eyes will ask me , who are you? then i shall come after you taking all those steps that you had taken imprinting my foot print on yours , you might look back at me each and every second out of curiosity and when the curiosity dies you will stop looking back at me, for you know even if you dont see me following. i will follow you to the end of this road, at the end when you look back , you are surprised to see many behind you ,only then you realise you havent looked back for long that you have forgotten my face, and when you try remembering my face, the people will walk past you looking at you and you will see me in them but wont realise thats me, i will keep walking hoping that i might hear a hello from the back , and when i am far , too far to hear that hello, i will forbid myself to look back, because i learned that it doesnt worth it.....
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