He took me out and showed me the city. The glowing lights of the night. He showed me the not so busy streets. How they empty after the sun has settled down. He explains why he had to go away for awhile. His mother was sick and he needed to go back to Australia, where he is from. I told him, where I was from. I told him my story of how I came here to New York. I told him about Norway, and how I chased after a guy, that I hardly even know. I told him how I only know him from a glimpse when he passes by on the street. I told him how I use to live in Switzerland. I told him about my struggles.
JE LEEST
glimpse.
FanfictionShe hated how she was so desperate just for glimpse of him, but it had been this way for years.
