The handicapped vision

Sometimes I see them and think, "DON'T stare, it's rude." Perhaps. But a young woman longs for the gaze of a handsome young man. Something so longed for cannot be so rude. Sometimes I see them and quickly look away. I then am taken back and think, "If I completely avoid any looks, it is almost like pretending they aren't even there." What if that's even worse then looking there direction a few harmless times. No one in this world could have the desire to never be looked at. Sometimes I see them and think, "Look at them as you would look at any other person" A quick gaze, and when there is the 3 second eye contact, shoot them a friendly grin. Just like you would any other person.