Every Moment He Saw Her, But She Didn't See Him.
I could see her,
through the painted glass of a diner in Leiden.
She was sitting with Claudia,
having a meal,
wearing the uniform of an Auto Memories doll.
So very close to me,
yet so too far, too far to reach now.
.
.
.
I caught another sighting of her, this time she yelled at a man she thought was me.
I laughed to myself.
She didn't know how close she had come to spotting me.
The look on her face was no laughing matter.
I turned away from her tears.
Knowing that the man they were for, was long gone from her.
.
.
.
The last time I saw her,
she was at a gala for the Princess of Drossel,
she was so beautiful,
more beautiful than any Princess.
"Agent G."
Someone rubbed my shoulder, my comrade, reminding me of the mission.
I touched my eye-patch, subconscious as we melted back into the party, "coming."