Status: Finished

University

01

The knowledge of my place confirmed, I lie down in the darkness, thinking of the future.

I think about That Girl I met on the open day. Sitting next to each other on the coach, we discovered we read the same subject. We laughed. No need to define anthropology this time.

Yet I can’t remember her name. She’s just a face, a smile, a friend; swirling around my memories, evading further recollection. Too many suns have risen to remember more than an echo of That Girl.

As I lie, I wonder if she remembers me. I wonder if she wonders.
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Woo, first drabble! ^^