Hello, Mr. Stranger

I don't know you and you don't know me,

We're a total strangers just meet for the first time in one place.

But I totally wonder what your doing those times?

I keep wondering why you always looking at the left side?

Is there someone you know seated at the left wing of your sight?

Or you just keep looking at the window?

Well, I really wonder why....

Most of the time I don't even bother what your doing,

You seated right in front of me beside a beautiful young girl,

Is she your girlfriend or a sister?

Those questions keeps popping up in my head,

But I always dismissed it, coz I don't like it.

Either way it was not my place,

We are totally stranger towards each other.

As time goes by, I noticed something,

The way you moved your body and hands, it bugged me.

Are you trying to imitate someone movements?

Oh well, maybe just a coincidence... probably...

Until it reached to that moment,

Our eyes meet for the first time, but I looked away afterwards.

It felt like you know it well happened,

Or just a thought?

Hello, Mr. Stranger, you're indeed strange.

I enjoyed watching you behind,

A subtle observation from the parameter of my eyes.

Yes, I've been watching you, halfway.

I don't even know you,

But it was nice meeting you there.