hello, we've never met before

 

I had no idea that that did that. I'm sad to know that I could have easily passed it by again. It will eventually fall to pieces. That's just the way it goes. And in a year, or two, it will happen again.  I didn't touch it but I imagine it was soft and delicate, cool with the autumn wind. It's easier to walk away from things you haven't touched; to things that haven't touched you.