“I saw you again,
After a couple of years.
You’re standing there at the corner
I don’t know what you’re doing
or if you’re waiting for someone,
but you’re busy looking down,
and doing something with your hands.
I walk slowly towards you
comprehending what to say or do
Should I say “hi” or would that be too formal?
Damn, I’m internally freaking out by this time.
I’m still walking and walking and walking
The distance between you and me
are not much more than ten feet now.
Suddenly you look up and before you even saw me
I turned around,
Overcome by my emotions,
I never looked back.
Afraid to see you not recognizing my face in the crowd.”
“You are my 3 AM thoughts.”
—six word story (via kushandwizdom)