It is a rainy day Downpour drenches Eve running People engulf her in the street She tries to break free
As she brushes by memories are seen through touch Memories of childhood learning how to ride a bike Memories of saying goodbye to a loved one Memories of love and grief
No matter how much she struggles she can't escape them No matter the way she turns to she faces them
Just from touch she knows a person's life She doesn't know how she got this power She just woke up one day
Barging into the cafe doors she puts on her apron She apologizes profusely to her coworker for being late and starts to read the finished orders
Every customer is another face Every name is another blur Every memory flashes through her
After three hours she reads off another name A girl with amber hair grabs the mocha No memory sticks
As the mocha girl leaves Eve stays Contemplating her name Contemplating if she was even there
Listening to her heart Eve runs into the street She has never done something this daring before She doesn't know where she's going
She finally sees the mocha girl at the crosswalk She joins her stroll No words are exchanged It is just meant to be
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