December 9, 2011
She sat on the bench
She was reading a book
And she laughed loudly at humorous text
Because she knew she wouldn’t disturb anyone
There he stood in the woods
She had come every day this week
And so had he
Every day he stood
Observing, starring,
He made a mental note
Of how her hair slightly readjusted itself
On her shoulder each time the wind blew
And how the sun brought a dim glow to her skin
He pulled out a phone and dialed a number
He listened to it ring
Then watched as she
She scrambled to open her phone
“Hello” she said with a hint of laughter in her voice
The breathe into the phone, saying nothing
“Hello?” She said as the laughter in her voice dies
“I see you.” he replied sternly
“I see you!” he said partly yelling in the phone.
“What do you mean?”
“Turn around” he said in a slight yell
She turned quickly to see nothing
“I don’t see anyone” she said with alert
Trying to figure out who he was
“But I see you” he said with grim smile.
“Who are you?”
“I’m nobody
Who are you?”
The line went dead

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