Sometimes I just want to stop everything,
To pause time.
And to just
Sit.
Watching the world
From a stranger's point of view.
Imagine that?
The amount of people
Living their own lives.
And not just
Extras
In the background.
In your background.
That girl admiring a tree
Could be an artist wannabe.
Or that old man
Eating a cheese sandwich
Could be the grandfather of
An old friend you
Miss.
We spend our days
Looking, but not
Seeing.
And I like seeing.
Especially
You
From a stranger's point of view.
Can I just say
You're
Hands down,
The most
Normal person
I've ever met.
I like that.
YOU ARE READING
Fingers
PoesieJust a little something, A poem; more like, About a girl, Who fell in love with a boy, Who isn't around anymore. And many other stories, About many different people, Living very different lives, But who all seem to, Relate, To each other, In some wa...
