Have you ever noticed someone, perhaps on the train, bus, while walking home, felt so intrigued solely by their presence? Not in a creepy way, but because they seemed to have such a story behind them.
The type of story that would fascinate you. Behind the book that they were reading, behind the smile on their face while they look at their phone, behind their walls, they seemed like a unique person. Something about them filled you with wonder in a way that you sincerely wanted to get to know them.
Despite the fact that you have this urge to approach them, you know you could never. But just like any story, this one has an ending too. Their train stop nears, their bus stop approaches, their turn on the sidewalk bends around the corner, and you never see them again.
Just like that.
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
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