Portals To Another World

observe

He stood alone, watching the group's of people with a certain detached look in his eyes. I seemed to be the only one to notice he was even there. He looked at us like he was watching animals in a zoo, not that we were hyper or loud, but just that he was apart, observing. He didn't look sad, nor happy, just there. Simply, there. Existing. His voice quiet and low, his movements slow and controlled, like he's holding back. No one knows him, no one talks to him, No one knows how amazing he is. But I do. I talk to him. Not using my voice, but words. His eyes a brilliant grey and his hair pushed back, flicking his gaze between the two closet groups. He makes his way across the room, I watch his movements, memorized by how he sees things coming before they happen, he watches and calculates. Side stepping when someone steps back to laugh at a joke- he doesn't knock into them. Swerving off the path when he sees someone throwing up a carton, like he knows they'll drop it. When he reaches the other side he's standing beside me, smiling down at me and holding out a hand. I almost lift mine to his but decide against it. He's a wild animal, not to be shackled. He frowns and stoops down to whisper in my ear. "Don't group yourself with them, you saw and you continue to see."
I look up to ask what he means but he's already moving through the crowd again. Weaving in and out so quickly and light footed.