Dear stranger in the street,
I understand
That you do not
But I will not apologise
For how this sounds.

Your greeting stopped my heart,
Your approach caught my breath
Your presence took my mind to escape.

In the second you appeared,
Time froze
I planned
I considered
I saw a future
That you clearly did not predict.

As you ask my number
I fear aggravating you.
As you ask about being friends
I fear intriguing you.
As you walk alongside me
I fear leading you.

Dear stranger in the street,
I understand that you do not.
But here I tell you
In the moment you greeted me

I feared my life.