The rush of morning people crowding around her, a blur of faces and bodies going at speed, being pushed along almost by force.

He bumped into her and his fingers curled around her wrist.

Time stopped, the world changed and faded away,
She felt his fingers, his warmth, his energy.

Her eyes locked with his, deep and dark, she shivered and felt the
present slowly faid around them, she smelt the fresh cut grass and hay,
And felt the sun shine on her in a warm glow, and she was suddenly transported
back in time, she knew him like this long ago.

Someone bumped into them and she blinked, his hand slipped away and
her wrist burned where his fingers had been.

She looked around and he was gone the crowd once more swarming around her.

She felt lost and alone and she didn’t even know who he was.