Noticed

He moved through the day like a shadow. Quiet steps, unseen by most. No one seemed to notice him, but I did. In the corners of crowded rooms, he sat with a quiet grace, not seeking for attention. And maybe, that's why no one looked twice? But I saw him, the way no one else did. The graceful look in his eyes, the softness in his smile. Everything was there, waiting to be noticed. And somehow, I was the only one who did.