Passenger in My Life

You passed by my path and made me mistakenly think that we were on the same road and could travel together. In fact, you are just passing by on my road, you just stay for a moment and then turn around and disappear. I look at your footsteps in the distance and the road you originally wanted to go. This road of yours is something I long for but cannot ask for. The scenery at that moment was beautiful, but I still had to leave after all. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.