A20:45
I walk through the market today.
I walk through the market today.
People push past me in a hurry.
People push past me in a hurry.
I see families, couples, and friends.
I see families, couples, and friends.
Everyone has someone to talk to.
Everyone has someone to talk to.
I miss my old life back home.
I miss my old life back home.
I remember Sunday markets with my mother.
I remember Sunday markets with my mother.
She held my hand in the crowd.
She held my hand in the crowd.
Now I walk here all alone.
Now I walk here all alone.
The fruit looks the same as home.
The fruit looks the same as home.
But the taste feels different here.
But the taste feels different here.
I stop at a small coffee stand.
I stop at a small coffee stand.
I drink it slowly, watching the people.
I drink it slowly, watching the people.
The Market Crowd
by @noah_study