Title: Not Here

Put the past away and then run after it.

She sits alone in the coffee shop. The coffee is hot, smells sweet; puts her into a contemplative state. She thinks of someone like you.

Not here, not while I still need you around.

She remembers what is in front of her but she is alone. A chaotic time to be in and remember. She sets the coffee down and walks out the door.

Erica J Mitchell Photographer

Erica J Mitchell Photographer