Right Here

A Story by Broken.

If only you'd open your eyes to see me.

The ground dances under my feet. Sinking my toes into the damp
morning soil. I frolic as a child would
and for a moment I am carefree. I see the future rain as I pause to peer
at the sky. Sharpened my breath and continued. The swift breeze
blows through my head, removing every entering thought.
Every lock of hair follows in my footsteps. Looking towards the ground
as I slow and it is you that appears there in my mind, Except there being
fact that there is no wind to whisk you away, I'm left to thinking...
Do you care?
Or on an off moon day, have I ever crossed your mind?
Do I matter?
Or simply lurk at the darkest corners of your mind as a stranger?
I don't know you.
But I feel your presence, your body lingering near.
I see you. For who you are. Although you don't care,
why should I? It's all just there. Everything.
All that I feel, and I wish you could know. Maybe if you open your
eyes, you'll see me.