I saw her today for the first time in a while. She passed me on the street, and before we were close I could see her eyes flicker with recognition she tried to hide, a quick blush falling to her cheeks; she remembered, but she was trying not to show it.
Sometimes, I think I like music more than people.
In fact, most of the time I’m pretty sure I do like music more than people.
(Same goes for books actually.)