• 3vilwolf 6w

    Dust

    She passed before his gaze,
    A lonely floating speck
    Of dust.

    She did not notice him.
    He pretended not to.
    Feigning indifference

    Seemed his best bet.


    The moment soon passes
    And she floats away.
    Dust blown by the wind.

    He still stands, staring
    At where she stood.
    His heart is lost somewhere else.
    ©3vilwolf