She met him on the train, fell in love on campus, and began an unforgettable love. She thought that from then on, he was her port and she was his ship, taking him through the long journey of life.
Turning around unexpectedly, was he or she missed?
When they meet again, she is his passerby and he is her audience. Who is watching whom? Who is waiting for whom?
Is the encounter redemption, return, or destruction?