Where we stood

You never intend to come back. Not in this city. Not in this street. And certainly not in the old studio, which today seems to be from another life. But life – or whatever is out there playing with you – had other plans. IT was late when you recognized the sign above the door. JYP Practice Room – B3. The lights were still on. Music seepaged through the walls. And behind a half-open door you saw him. Lee Know. Just like before. Only that nothing was the same as before. He didn't see you right away. You could have gone. You should have gone. But you stayed. Because sometimes a look is enough - and time brings back everything you tried to forget.