I knew you are not easy to be found. I have been looking for you. I have never found you. I have never had a plan to give up. But now I even doubt your very existence.
You are not there on my chair in the dorm. You are not there on the pitch black playground. You are not there in the hanging curtains of Ikea. You are not there in the corner of the elevator. You are not there in the front row seat of the cinema. You are not there in the library. You are not there in the dance floor. You are not there at the bus stop. You are not there in front of the computer. You are not there in the driver seat. You are not there on the couch in front of the telly. You are not there across the table. You are not there in the rose garden. You are not there in the sweat. You are not there in the pain.
Where are you now?
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