You wouldn't have known that I was staring, but I was. I stared so hard all colours faded gray, the bodies became skinnier, thinner, until the sides joined and they disappeared. In that scene, the car silently crashed into the bus ahead and disappeared, then the bus disappeared, then the road disappeared, then the entire street disappeared. For the tiniest of moment, you disappeared. I panicked. Then you came to sight, like stretching a page and you appear in between. And then everything falls into place once more. The street grew, the road flipped over, the bus came out from space, and threw up a car, people take shapes, and colours begin to fill.

Except that as I was taking all these in, I lost you. I forgot to keep one eye on you while I watch colours spread like a drip. And now it's more difficult to spot you, because like all others, you're coloured, you're no different.

9:06:00 PM because I say so