Eyes burn into the back of my head,
watching my every move.
How am I just now noticing this?
To think that I was once doing the same,
only I would try not to be as obvious.
It takes great skill to master what I do.
Be careful where you are,
you never know who is watching you.
Creeping around corners and over hedges.
I look in the windows of everything you own,
waiting for the moment you realize I am there.
I love to watch you squirm under my gaze.
On the other end of the spectrum,
is something I would rather not be on.
It is nothing short of unpleasant.
Could you leave me alone?
I would rather like to hear myself think.
Though not much thinking will be had.
You get closer with every step,
hoping to catch me in your grasp.
You shall not win at this game.
I get closer to you everyday,
yet you seem to slip further away.
An enigma I cannot have.
I dance this dance with you,
but nothing seems to keep you ensnared.
Will you ever become mine?
This never-ending cycle of cat and mouse,
is something I have grown accustomed to.
Please, let us end this soon.
I shall never grow tired of the day,
where we dance face to face.
Instead of from across the way.
You are my treasure,
and I am your prize.
Until the day we meet, my shadowed friend.
