Strangers

"As the earth began spinning faster and faster, we floated upwards, hands locked tightly together, eyes sad and bewildered. We watched as our faces grew younger and realised the earth was spinning in reverse, moving us backwards in time.

Then we reached a point where I no longer knew who you were, and I was grasping the hands of a stranger. But I didn't let go. And neither did you.

— Lang Leav