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Ghost of the Past
| So, whenever I bothered to remember I would search for their face in the crowd to the point I began noticing who they were around with and so if I could find their peers usually I could find them.
| Of course, these were mere temporary glimpses lasting no more than a minute or so. After which my temporary reprieve would be over and I would then resume my day. I graduated early and while most people that I went to school with there I have forgotten for some reason they continue to haunt me.
| Who were they? What were they like? Where are they now? These questions circle my head whenever I think of them. Maybe it's longing for that connection that is now impossible to achieve. Maybe it's the lack of closure. Maybe it's a perverted sense of curiosity but this seemingly insignificant person whom I never exchanged a single word or so much of a glance is still in my head even if I will never be in theirs.
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| When I was in high school there was this person whom every so often I would look for in the halls. I wouldn't say I liked them or anything but they did intrigue me. I could never tell if they were male or female but their facial features were so attractive I did not care.