Oh, I wanna, I wanna....

....see you again and again and again. But I'll be leaving in a quarter of an hour, and you'll be another 'ghost'. A boy, of course, the same age, more or less, as Cammy, who was definitely aware that I was looking at him, and smiled, just like my lost 'little friend', rather than showing any signs of freaking out. Would that I could escape to some parallel universe where such moments could evolve into something more concrete. Not in this place or this life, though.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B