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Every day I watch you come and go.

Through my window I watch you.

Rain or shine.

I see you.

You walk alone,

In your signature black hoodie,

Scuffing your feet along the ground.

Every day,

You look up at me through the window.

Every day,

It pains me to see the distress in your eyes.

Your eyes.

Your eyes are what capture me.

The blue and grey swirling together,

So much emotion and beauty.

And yet so much pain.

You smile at me.

This continues every day.

You walk,

Rain or shine,

Although your smile remains the same.

The same beautiful smile.

You intrigue me.

I want to know you.

But to you,

I'm just another face.