Chance

-Prose

I didn't really know
Something caught my eye
Knew her, not even by name
A year goes by, neither of us have
noticed each other.
Then in silence
Not even a whisper
I happened to walk by
We had a similar interest
I questioned her
She slightly answered
I had no idea, she knew my name
Something itched me
Something I never look to
I decided to check
And her message sat there
unclicked, unread
I was unsure, who could this be?
Then I knew.
Things grew, things dwindled
But it all happened by chance
If I had not taken that glimpse
Towards her literature
I never would have known
The name of her.
I would not have had someone special
One thing could be easier to surpass
But it's nice to make that task
harder.