At empty field so rough and only weeds prosperous swung by wind, I looked back to the field I walked around, you were there, after I just crossed few second ago, and my memory domain one part called my mind and made me look back to you, then you either looked back to me, and my and your eyes could be at mutual contact, and these could have so instant conversation.

It make sure I have some memory and it sirens that I feel like I met you once somewhere, and you either had that feeling, didn’t you?

Yes, novel as short roman must be made at that circumstanced situation by author.

“Hey, you either feel you met me once ever in your life, somewhere, you have an idea like that, don’t you?”

To it, you talked to me,
“Some kind of feeling, surely now I got, but, unexpectedly, life thing could be that half misunderstanding or misapprehension, you know.”

“Your waring perfume’s fragrance excites my recollecting one part in mind something.”

To it, you took no response to me, but your eyes could be seen talking something to me.

That was old rusted oder emitting factory’s back empty field, now nobody used even that space’s owner, thus frequently many people go through that estate.

“What makes you recollect my thing except your mentioning my perfume?”
She after some blank, asked me so curiously keeping looking back posture, to it, for a while, I tried to remember something about her asking thing.

(to be continued)

Sep. 24th. 2021