J E N N I E
December 17, 2017
I went back to the place where I last saw him.
Sadly, he wasn't there.
I've waited until dusk but he's not showing up.
I should have ask for his name.
He still remain as a mystery to me.
A guy without a name.
The lady working inside the shop who happened to notice my presence since earlier asks me what am I doing in front of the shop, this cold day.
I just replied a simple answer that I'm waiting for someone.
That I know will not show up no matter how hard I try to find for him.
You can't find a thing that don't want to be found.
