I sat at this cheap cafe on a table outside. I swirled the coffee around with the spoon while looking out at the busy street of new york city.
I looked at the people walking around the street and passing by in cars. A girl which couldn't have been more than eighteen came strolling by. She was walking with a steady rhythm occasionally looking around. She had black headphones with a red outline on her ears contacted to a phone which she had in her back pocket of her ripped skinny jeans.
I kept on staring at her as she walked. She had brown and reddish hair which framed her pretty pale face.
She pulled out her phone and pressed on the screen a few times and then put it back in her pocket as she continued to walk away from me.
I still stared at the small oh her back until I lost her in the crowd and she was far away for my eye sight.
I couldn't help but wonder what was she listening too.