“He never moves.  You notice that?”

That was the observation of the little girl, soon to one day be a woman who will most likely fall in love with this man, hopelessly, and spend the rest of her life fighting for pieces of happiness to comfort her for the rest of her nights.  She was little by society standards, but already a woman in the animal kingdom;  Fourteen, noticing everything.

The girl understood.  It was an unasked-for ability she possessed.  Whenever a wise, older soul would pass on from the flesh, the world shared a piece with her.  As a result, she was far beyond her physical years.  “And he rarely writes in that book of his.  How confusing to feel the instrument of your relevance will go on and betray you.  Has anyone tried to get him to understand?  That there are people like us, like him, still here?”

“It’s not about the few among many.  It is about something bigger to him.  About what the collective represents for the species.  It isn’t about his life.”

“His thoughts are of existence?!”  The girl both asked and answered, and then  she walked over to him, leaned in to place her lips on his left ear, and barely whispered sound and air into it.  His eyes immediately shifted and he smiled.

That is when she sat next to him, they both never moving, together…

 

 

 

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(written with pen on paper)