Their eyes met and parted, almost instantaneously
Eyes that know each other, do not look away that fast.
But with strangers it's a different thing you know...
There were human voices, so many that they condensed into a noise that submerged into the back of their brains.
And in a mad crowd like that it's natural for two strangers to fade into oblivion. To never look at each other again.
But eyes met again. And before they were to part, she felt his eyes hold on to her for a moment more. Did he know her?
'No!', she told herself...Nobody here is supposed to know me. I am not supposed to be visible. She laughed to herself.
She was sitting on the stairs...she saw herself in the shiny black marble that the floor was tiled with. Looked up at people walking on that distant road. From where she was, everything looked so distant, so alien to the world she lived in...
She tossed her hair back, the way it brushed her back always felt good, she continued doing that and staring into the semi-lit darkness.
Unconscious of her own existence, her mind stretched into the thoughts of an infinite nothing.
She tried to lengthen her mind's stay in the real world, but she kept falling into depths of an hypothetical abyss. The more she would fall into it, the more lost and free she would feel.
She crossed her legs on those shiny black marble stairs...tossed her hair backwards and it again kept falling on her shoulders.
And the stranger couldn't look away anymore. What was he looking at?
At her soul underneath layers of skin and flesh...?
Her mind juggling between possibilities and impossibilities and his kept sinking into her...
2 comments:
and its always difficult to accept that somebody could peek at your soul... that somebody could know you more than you in 1 glimpse...
I think..if i would read a piece by you without ur name....I would know u have written it..
Love the way u write!
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