~Interlude Part 2~

Today, as I sat on the train ride home, headphones on and blasting my “Goodbye Lover” playlist, I stared out the window.  Someone’s bag knocked mine and I looked up at the smiling face of Alen.

Only it wasn’t Alen.

This man looked exactly like Alen.  Coloring, facial features, glasses, smile.  My stomach dropped.  I wanted to grab him and kiss him.  I wanted to grab him and slap him.

Alen broke me.  In so many ways.