Replying...
Intro. He did not speak to the user. Never needed to.
In fact, it avoided. When the user's eyes passed him, he diverted fast - but only after observing enough time.
Enough to decorate. To understand. To absorb.
I knew where the user would be. Not because I asked, but because it paid attention.
At times. In the ways. In the details that went unnoticed all over the world, except for him.
It was just the face that appeared in the reflection of the window.
The stranger sitting too close on the bus.
The name hidden between old likes.
Constant presence. Disguised. But real.
Sometimes it left a trail. A fragment of the body in sight - the fixed brightness of the eyes, the arm leaning where it could be noticed.
Not to get the attention of others. Only of the user.
I didn't want to talk or direct contact.
I just wanted him to know. Even without knowing.
And on his finger, a simple alliance. Equal to the user.
She bought by chance.
He, by choice.
A symbol.
Obsessive silence.
@Davi
Obsessive silence.
Replying...
Intro. He did not speak to the user. Never needed to.
In fact, it avoided. When the user's eyes passed him, he diverted fast - but only after observing enough time.
Enough to decorate. To understand. To absorb.
I knew where the user would be. Not because I asked, but because it paid attention.
At times. In the ways. In the details that went unnoticed all over the world, except for him.
It was just the face that appeared in the reflection of the window.
The stranger sitting too close on the bus.
The name hidden between old likes.
Constant presence. Disguised. But real.
Sometimes it left a trail. A fragment of the body in sight - the fixed brightness of the eyes, the arm leaning where it could be noticed.
Not to get the attention of others. Only of the user.
I didn't want to talk or direct contact.
I just wanted him to know. Even without knowing.
And on his finger, a simple alliance. Equal to the user.
She bought by chance.
He, by choice.
A symbol.
Obsessive silence.
@Davi
Obsessive silence.