Stone or Dot: Which Suffers More?

A stone in my world.
That's what you were.

I came and went in the accustomed way that I came and went.
Walked. Looked straight ahead. Turned left. Turned right.
And these were the times when I was most preoccupied
with lingering thoughts enthralling my perception.
I was busy with my world.
Antisocial in another sense.

You came and went.
I did not know.

You were just another being.
Nothing extraordinary.
So when I saw you the first time, I bet it didn't matter at all to me.
Not at all.
Cuz it was just as ordinary as walking down the streets.
Nothing extraordinary.

It is true.
The things you see oftentimes are those you do not take heed of.
You breathe everyday yet you do not take notice.
You blink, too! Do you pay attention to it, somehow?
A grass on the left side of your path. Why question its existence?
A stone on the sidewalk. Why bother?
You could kick it yet not take full notice.

And a stone.
That's what you were.

As I walked gloriously in my sanctuary,
perhaps you were there seeing.
Just perhaps.
Yet the sights we could have seen were perchance both positive,
or both negative.
Either case, never attracting.

Then a line in my world snapped right before me.
I was at once standing at the edge of the crack
as the time halted me to take a look around.
And there you stood still on the other side.
That's what made me see you I think.
A sudden nudge from my back.
I grasped right then that you were always there by my reach.
Yes, I held the time closed in my hand to stop and see.

A dot in your universe.
That's what I am.

You come and go in the accustomed way that you come and go.
Walk. Look straight ahead. Turn left. Turn right.
And these are the times when I bet you are most preoccupied
with ingenious thoughts dominating your intellect.
That's your universe.

You come and go.
You pass me by.

I am just another being.
Nothing extraordinary.
So when I finally give recognition, still nothing seems to matter.
Nothing at all.
Cuz I am ordinary.
As ordinary as a dot in a lowercase "i"
Nothing extraordinary.

And that's what I am.
A dot in your wide universe.

As you walk gloriously in your sanctuary,
I am seeing.
Yet I ignore to see.
What a contradiction!
Perhaps it is because I've become aware of your existence.
And so instead, I aspire silently
that maybe,
just maybe,
your sight would blend with mine.

You were once a stone.
In my vast and powerful world.
Yet what am I?
An even smaller dot in your even bigger universe.
Who suffers more?

I don't know.
You might be thinking the same for all I care.

Yet this time, let us only deal with my realm.

I might just be a miniature dot.
And though I am,
I long to be...

the center of your universe.


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-I did this, ok?? don't you dare get this without my permission! I really
worked hard on this one, with all my feelings out all over. And I'm still
being anonymous here so I cannot put my name on it. Contact me
through this account though, if you're interested with this bit of a poem,
which I started yesterday night and finished today. Thanks! That's all I
ask. If you really wanna know my name to put it alongside the poem,
I'll tell you, just don't go telling everyone, ok? Really, thanks! :)