Guardians

It all began the day they died, the notes, the missed calls, the constant feeling of being watched. It was also the day I first saw you. You were standing across the road watching me. Your expression was one of curiosity, I watched it change to one of concern and confusion as my eyes widened in disbelief and filled with tears when I got the call.

People walked around me, some murmuring in annoyance as I crumpled to my knees on the sidewalk. You started making your way over only to be stopped by a sudden mass of people and busy traffic. I was gone by the time you finally got across the road.