Mystery girl on the train

A poem about a chance encounter on a train.

— Een gedicht over een toevallige ontmoeting in een trein.

I step onto the train,
on my way home,
the train is crowded,
and after some time,
I find a seat,
 
I settle down,
and I start to read my book,
after reading just a few lines,
I have a feeling,
that someone is staring at me,
 
after a short while I look up,
and I see her,
she is sitting on the seat,
opposite me,
gazing at me intently,
with a stare fixed on me,
she seems familiar,
it's as if she knows me, 
 
as I return her gaze,
it's as if I know her too,
and as we look at one another,
it's as if, we try to read each other’s thoughts,
after a short while,
without saying a word,
we break (of) our gaze,
and she gets up and disembarks the train, 

ever since,
I have had the strangest feeling I knew who she was,
every now and then, I think of her on the train,
and wish I had said something,
as I will never know now, for sure,
who she really was,

Neil’s Musings

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