I walked past a stranger today, but she was one like no other. I know it's such a cliche thing to say, but I could tell because she had the kind of eyes one could look at a thousand times and still be mesmerized every, single, time.

Then came a feeling I can only compare to one of being home. I tried to keep my composure but the more I got closer it all became clearer, that she is no stranger to me. I realised I knew this stranger's favourite colour, her dreams, her goals, even her darkest secrets. strange as it may be it only makes sense that i was once being mesmerised by those very eyes.
© Ofentse J. Tsele