A Dangerous Encounter · 11:18pm Nov 12th, 2021
I saw them far away, they did not consider me at first. I had seen such many times, and they became but a fleeting image passing the balcony of my senses.
Yet, something curious happened: they saw me.
I wasn't prepared for this, why would I be? I had seen them days on end, and we had both carried on. I still would, if not for the gaze that met me. They made me stop, they made me think, to consider them. As I imagined, they considered me.
It only lasted for as long as they remained still. As they carried in, it was as if time had begun anew, and we both walked out separate ways.
Do they still think of me?
Do I, still consider, them?
Happy Filthy Friday~.