My eyes grew in sight as I saw you Standing there, unaware of my gaze. I stood there, staring, But causally looking away, As not to be obvious. I could not look away, Seeing you like this for the first time, Past reccurences, A grain in the sand. I thought you would call me, Learn my name, Ask me, Talk to me, Want to get me. You stared ahead, Focus never detered. It was stupid of me to consider, That maybe you'd look, and see a slight inperfection, on a perfect sphere.