Being invisible

For a long time now I’ve noticed that when I’m in public, I rarely get addressed unless I’m in a group. I can see people I’ve known for 5 years and not even get a passing grin let alone eye contact. This trend over time has made me feel, well, invisible. But today for the first time in a long time I felt like I was visible, I was being seen. While at the mall walking alone to the bus a girl from my school, the most beautiful girl in my school, saw me. Made eye contact with me. Smiled at me. And finally she waved so I returned the gesture and my happiness isn’t because of who it was but because it felt real and genuine. Who knows if it was but I believe it. It feels good to be seen.