Watching

I see you brush your long hair back
From behind the brush,
Cause the courage I lack
Keeps me hushed.
I'm deathly silent.
But that's okay,
I don't even make a dent
In your thoughts in a single day.
You don't even know I exist,
Even though I'm always there
In the thickest mist.
Because I care.

Author's Note

Yes, it's about a stalker.
Written at Marty's suggestion.

Reviews

[Marty Herrick]

wow I had no idea that could be so weird.