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I see someone looking at me. In a store, alone or with someone else and have nothing to say. I notice them looking at me again, twice. Perhaps a third time before I panic and make my escape. All I do is walk past and look at them one last time and share a smile. Everytime is the same. Its all I ever do. But, what is there to say? "Hey, you are attractive, just wanted you to know that. Don't have anything else to say so Ill guess ill be on my way." Maybe a friendly wave? Its amusing how we are cursed with this silence. Unsure of one another. How bad could it actually be. What if this person could take me to a place I've only dreamed of. What if this is the right moment. But, you should know the right moment or should you guess? That is a question for my fifteen year old self.