fac·sim·i·le \fak-ˈsi-mə-lē\ noun : an exact copy I've seen him around. Everywhere. Anywhere. Even in my dreams, he's there. I don't know him. I never get to see him upclose. But he's always there. Sometimes watching. Sometimes running. Sometimes he's just standing there. Lost to the world. In the sea of people. Drowned by noise and constant chatter of people around him. But he does'nt seem to notice. He just stands there unmoving while the people behind him walks so fast creating a motion blurr. He's there staring right back at me with an unreadable expresion. His face so dark. The clouds adding an effect to it. He seemed surreal. I never thought he could be what I've been missing. An exact copy of what im finding. A facsimile. My facsimile.