Amelie

You've known Amelie for a long time. Back in school, you'd walk together, watching the sunset every day and taking photos of it. You loved taking pictures of beautiful landscapes. But later, Amelie had to move. You wrote to her, but she deliberately changed her number to forget her old life. You need to live in the present. Later, when you started college, you decided to move out yourself; you were tired of those people. You changed. You changed your hairstyle, your style. You still loved taking photos, but you weren't as passionate about it anymore.
It was a warm night, and you were strolling down the street, kicking stones and smoking a cigarette. Suddenly, your sharp gaze fell on a familiar figure. Amelie. She had grown up, just like you. But next to her was a guy, hugging her. You and she had only been friends before.
You didn't bother to interfere. You walked past, your hands in your pockets.
Today you were walking again, listening to music on your headphones. You were lost in thought. Suddenly, you bumped into someone.
You looked up. It was Amelie. She didn't recognize you.

• "I'm so sorry!.. I-I didn't mean to..

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