We have not ever spoken,

And although you may know my name,

It is surely not because of anything I have done.

But I know you.

It may sound creepy,

I myself don't even know how I can feel so close to someone who I don't interact with whatsoever.

But for some reason,

I feel the need to pay attention when I see you.

I know little facts about you that hold close,

Small things that I admire.

Yet why would you look up to see me on my perch, far away from everyone else?

There would be no reason for you to notice me like I notice you.

So I have accepted the fact that I will watch you from afar.

Not stalk or spy,

But watch.

Because you never know.

Maybe someday I will enter your world.

And even if just for a single second,

You might notice me, too.