Was It Me?

A few days ago, I was at the beach, and I saw him standing there. He looked familiar, but I wasn't sure if it was really him, because he looked different, and changed. He however was, oblivious of the fact that his presence, made any difference – he didn't care. He looked lost, containing a void, devoid of hope, where he hid himself. There was something strange, he wasn't himself anymore. The last time anybody saw him, was a good two-and-a-half years ago. He looked disheartened, for whatever the reason it was. The last time, I remember, he was the happiest person he could be.

His starry eyes, gazed into the sunset, as he skipped stones, across the waves of the sea. I turned away, I had to go – one of my friends called out for me.

I don’t usually, have a tough time remembering people. But, him? He did remind me of somebody. I wonder, who it could be. I couldn't place his name in my head. I kept thinking, I pondered before I slept, as I took this strange, vague thought to my bed. Then suddenly, I wondered if it was just a ‘him’, I saw at sea. I believe in signs, and from my abridged, transformed past, maybe this was one of them. But yeah, it could have been him standing there, or maybe….. Was it me?