Do you imagine coincidences happening in your mind?
Meeting an old friend in the metro,
What would you talk to them about?
Well, I started doing that the moment I lost you.
Looking for you in strangers,
in places where you'd usually be,
where we'd usually be.
Sometimes I could even feel your presence around me,
but not you.
Just strange faces around me.
When our beloved ones die,
It's a tragedy but it wasn't their choice to leave you.
When you left me it was worse than a tragedy,
because it was your choice.
You opt to leave me.
It wasn't an incident, it was a choice.
One of the most painful things I had to go through,
was to grieve the loss of a person who is still alive.
It changed me over time.
More than the pain, my familiarity with some very special people changed me.
So the situation changed.
I stopped looking for you in strangers.
Even if we met someday I wouldn't even probably recognize you.
You would be another strange face in the crowd.
You'd be the stranger.
To the stranger,
I have nothing to say to you,
You are a ghost of my past,
And I'll continue to live,
pretending you don't exist anymore.
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