You, In the Crowd

I didn’t know your name—

still don’t—
but the moment you passed,
the world forgot
what it was doing.

You were a stranger,
yet somehow familiar,
like a dream I almost remembered
before it slipped away.

You didn’t look at me directly—
you looked through the room,
and somehow
I felt it anyway.
A quiet shock,
like being caught
in someone else’s gravity.