As I stood there, I watched him leave.
He was walking away. The crowd he started to weave.
A crowd full of empty faces with empty purposes.
They were like fish, going in a single direction.
Nowhere but everywhere at once.
The halls were full of silent mindless whispers.
Before I knew it he was gone.
Suddenly the whispers were louder.
His back disappearing in a sea of people.
The deafening sound of his leaving too loud.
I turned around.
I walked the other way.