Subway stories

I do ‘people-watching’. I pretend I don’t look. But I do. I check out your outfit, your shoes, your bags, your nails. You sit next to me and you read your kindle or your newspaper – and I read too. I’m cool about it.

Sometimes I see people in nice business attire, looking like they got the success and the game. Then I look in their eyes and I see a tear or something else. It’s hard to describe but its as real as a tear running down the cheek would be.

I wonder why that pain. I wonder what happened, why you sad? Did someone break your heart?

Or I see couples holding hands but with a distance between them. A distance that we all know eventually will break up the love that once were. Why break each others heart?

Or, a overweight girl sitting in her skin tight leggings and her fake eyelashes going some place just ‘to have fun’ but I see her, there in the light and I know she already settled for less. Girl, you know they’re heart-breakers….

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And once in a while I notice a guy sitting across from me, looking at me and I wonder what he’s thinking ….

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