Once upon a time...

I saw a guy that I used to admire few days a go. In my memory he is charming and I remember I did some crazy things to gain his attention. That day, when I met him at the supermarket, I did not wish the time to stop so that I can admire him nor wish to get his attention. What happened was, I look at him the way I would look at a stranger. He is not charming as he used to be. He is now fat and he wears a pair of spectacles which makes him look 10 years older. Ahh...I feel release that I'm not with him now or then.