• He enters the room.
    The room takes in a breath.
    As if waiting for his approval.
    Or is that just me?
    He takes his seat.
    Just sitting there.
    Yet something about him catches me eye.
    I think it is because he never speaks.
    Like they say, it is always the quiet ones.
    I never really understood that until now.
    The quiet ones attract the most attention.
    They are a mystery.
    One that I intend to solve.