Thursday 2 March 2017

A First.


She felt it when she first saw him.
They looked at each other and then looked away.
She didn’t even notice him then. Or herself.

She felt it when she first learned his name.
They were strangers and that, she knew very well.
Why his name stood out, she couldn’t figure.

She felt it when she first talked to him.
they conversed under an obligation: she to ask for a favor; he to give the favor.
She didn’t plan any of it. It just happened.

She felt it when they first met.
He was dressed up in attitude; she in unjustified confidence.
They weren’t meeting each other. They just happened to be around each other.

What did she feel? She didn’t know herself.
It was just there. An emotion as alien to her as he was.
It was a first in itself.