Her memory exist.
And I had written the experience down. Now it is gone, I lost it. I lost her. Though her memory is still there. I will come back to this space. But I am sad. I lost my testimony on love, it took a lot of effort and now it is gone. Wow..... lost words. Lost expression. My heart spilled, and no one got the time to admire the puddle. I am sad. I will save this space for another time. When I attempt to conquer words for love. Still, she was on a train, she came to me. I knew she would. I worried she would not. But she did. My testimony of women, gone. sigh.
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