Searching for your reflection in every window I walk by. Waiting for your shadow behind the next corner, the scuffling sound of your wornout sneakers on the cobbled pavement. The sound of your “hello”.
But all I see are strangers in this city you never set a foot in.
I keep collecting their moves and faces. I keep waiting.
[Canon AE-1 Program, 50mm 1:1,8]