Paying attention

From the corner of his eye

he sees movement, feet shifting

along the corridor, back and

forth in perfect silence

He senses her breathing

matching his, corresponding

as if planned, but not so  She

is never aware of his presence

Paying attention to every detail

of her being he inhales her as fresh

air is needed to survive  She pauses

for a moment, questioning

as if hearing something in the

distance; holding her breath

It seems like hours before

she walks away, reassured

Days, weeks, months, years pass

and this routine continues  Lacking

courage to face her with his feelings

he remains passive, ruminating

But then one day...

Reviews

[Chris]

A fair feeling of a fly-on-the-wall watching life pass it by.

[Jeannine Winklaar]

Thank you for your comment Chris. It just a same to watch life pass by like that! But is it?

[Chris]

Now that IS a tough question... each of us are unique and some really can't deal with the possibilities inherent in rejection or even the interaction of approvals... sigh

[Jeannine Winklaar]

Yes, rejection is touch, painfull...but not taking a chance on love...

[Chris]

a heck of a coin toss - I agree.