The Recipient

I see him, We make eye contact He brings his hand up Begins to give it a shake, He starts to wave I watch as he does this, I smile Tuck my hair behind my ear Then begin to do the same, Putting my hand in the air Arm bent ready to motion, He is walking Slowly towards me I take a step He is close, Even closer, But wait, He is not looking anymore He is closer still I turn slightly I see her, The one, The recipient.