hitobito

人々

Frankly, they terrify me. I see one coming up to me and I cringe, turn, hope like heavens that they don't want to talk or engage. 

But then there is also the longing. How strange. The relief, for example, that I felt when she finally left. And yet the sadness when I tried to get her back and my plea was met only with silence. 

ひとびと