A breath escapes me. Not through my mouth or my nose.
Through my heart, a clinching pain.
A body unknown to me, never crossed paths.
My footsteps embedded where his ended. A never-ending search.
A gasp. A realization.
One minute. Two minute. Three minute.
Three, two, one. Impossible, unimaginable.
A helpless scavenger. A lost soul. Silent.
Still, silent. Still, floating.
His footsteps were right after mine.