Hello Mr Stranger

Hello there, stranger...

It seems to be difficult to comprehend that you are developing some sort of feelings for a stranger. How can you explain that a normal lady, will feel his presence even when he is not there. Even when he doesn't know her. Or him.

A glimpse, an accidental glance, as if she was waiting for him as the door opens. But...she knows, it was purely coincidence.

So why feel funny when he passes by?

You seem to connect for a second there, but you can't imagine yourself being alone with him...so what is this?
Familiarity? Mystery?

You almost smiled at him. But you looked away. For the entire day you can see him from your peripheral view...walking quickly, if his assumptions were right...better be safe. But no one says you're falling. No one says you're fluttering your lashes at him...

Although, at times, you'd feel like a schoolgirl again. When you caught him staring...and he looked down. Maybe you are having a hallucination fit. You're drawing conclusions from hazy assumptions....and that's why they called them "silly girlish thoughts"

He walks by, you both looked at each other and you almost said;

Hello there stranger...