Minding my own business
But I see her
Watching
Hiding behind smiles
And occasional eye contact
I used to come here
For my own reasons
To escape
To think
It's all changed
Since the first day
I looked up
And saw those baby browns
Peering back
Now it's all about her
But the few times
I've had the inclination to stand
And begin the trek to her
She disappears
Without a trace
Leaving me wondering
Will I ever get to say hello
Is she even real
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