The "Stalker" Story
I watched you today. From behind a screen in which i could see so vividly, but was completley invisible to you. I watched your every move. The way you sat near the edge of the mirroring lake. How you closed your heavy eyelids to whisper with your savior. Everything. Sometimes i was tempted to scream out; to tell you my every feeling. You stood, and began to approach without the slightest clue. But as soon as i reached out to grab your hand as you glided by; my hand hit the thinly matted screen. And i realized. You were too dreamlike to touch. To perfect to inhabit my reality. And so i sit here, my tears not visible due to this covering. You are content with my not being there, you have always enjoyed a touch of lonliness. You are happy, even joyous. Yet i am not there. I got up. For closure, all i wanted to do was to walk by, and glance at you once more. As I approach your hand reached for mine, then suddenly stops.
Your screen was just as invisible to me, as mine to you
Your screen was just as invisible to me, as mine to you