The Guest

She kept coming back to this place. Unsure of the reasons. It is neither impressive nor popular. The few people that wander through have a quick look. Then move on. But they were invisible to her and she is invisible to them. Once only for a split second we sat here together. It was a lot different back then. Darker and silent. For that second it was just ours. But now she is invisible to me. I wonder if she ever came back? I never left.