This is something I wrote for Weekly Writing Challenge: Leave Your Shoes at the Door.. Not too great but hope you still like it.
The p.o.v. of a stranger watching another stranger travel daily..
“I see you take the same route everyday. Headphones in your ears, your lips moving rhythmically, as you try to sing along the lyrics. Your eyes, they move curiously, shying away from a stray pair of eyes, that may just happen to land on you. That’s when you’d tuck a stray lock of hair, fallen astray from your loose hair, behind your ears. Your cheeks a brilliant shade of red, with the unwanted attention.
“Occasionally, you’d shake your shoulders as if you’re doing a step in your mind to match with the beat, and pretending to be ignorant, when you see me looking right at you.
“There is a sprint in your step, a glint in your eye, or is it a drop of unshed tear that you are trying so hard to mask with your smile?
“You try to move your way all the way to the front of the crowd, your feet always in a hurry, yet you pause for the old lady to pass by.
“You see everyone, yet you’re lost in your own world. A world of peace, no doubt, from where you find that lost smile. Or maybe, it’s a world of hope, that you’ve clutched on so tightly, that reflects in your smile.
“You may not be the most beautiful person but there is something about you that allures me to you. Something that shows me how beautiful you are inside.”