Day 105...

I look for you everywhere, hoping to spot you back in town but I know you're not, not yet - you still feel distant, no close by in the city...  But still, that doesn't stop me from looking at the stride of runner's, the form of guys doing pull-ups by the beach, searching for the faces of those that have similar haircuts from behind.  I want hours to stare and memorize your face for the next time you go away...