16 April 2012
A person stands before me.
She looks faintly familiar, Like someone I once knew But forgot about.
She stares ahead blankly, Her eyes not blinking. She seems confused, Bewildered.
Hello? I call to her. Who are you? I say.
She takes a step backwards, Afraid.
I watch her. How she walks, How she shrinks away from me, How she's so young and naive.
I recognise her now.
She's me.
Or at least, Who I used to be.
Forgotten • Opuss № I