Ficlets

Do you see me?
Of course not.
Do you turn around?
No.
I am that girl, behind, in front, anywhere and everywhere near you. But you don’t notice anyways.
I can dream you’re looking towards my way.
Oh how I hate love. Oh but I love it too.
Please eyes do not trick me!
That in the corner of them I may see you looking and hoping what I hope for in us.