Always coming here and never talking to me. Rude. Treating me like an object. Observing but never speaking. Are you waiting for something to happen? I know you're watching. I can feel you there. Go on. Keep watching. Staring. Leering. Are you a lurker? Stalker? Peeping Tom? You must think something is going to change? Isn't this like watching paint dry? Waiting for grass to grow, a pot to boil, a date to arrive? Who are you? If I ignore you, you are there nonetheless. Tell me what you want? If it's nothing, that's what you got! If it's something, I'm afraid I will disappoint you.

What do you want from me?