It is my watch and yet I can feel your eyes on me. Watching me. Studying me. Judging me?
Your eyes strip me down to the very essence of my soul and I fear you can see behind all the masks I wear. See the need for leadership and strength. See the tiredness and hopelessness I feel. See the desire I can barely admit to myself.
One look and you will know. One look and I will betray myself.
It is my watch and yet I dare not to watch you. You could see too much.
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Watching You Watching Me by Gwendolen
Story notes: This is a drabble. For those of you who don't know what a drabble is: drabbles are short, short stories with the aditional challenge of sticking to a certain number of words normally 55, 100 or 250. This drabble has exactly 100 words.
Feedback/constructive criticism: Always welcome :-)
