To pass me on the pavement.

I'm sorry, i write in advance, if you are ever to pass me on the pavement.
It doesnt matter whether it's early in the morning or late at night.
I will not look at you,
and if i do,
it'll be from a distance.
A distance so far that you'll never know whether i acknowledged you or not.
I may look at the ground when you approach,
but in fear of looking shy and self conscious, i will instead look elsewhere.
Sometimes i'll glance up the next street,
other times i may look to the sky
maybe i'll look straight ahead,
as if you were never even there.
I may wear an expression,
I may appear totally emotionless
but i'll give you a wide birth,
I won't cramp your style, or force you onto the road
I'll be a kind pedestrian,
sometimes i may flicker a faint smile,
but my friend, i won't direct this at you,
i will not look you in the eye.
and if you smile at me,
i'll look confused,
but once you've passed,
i'll smile too.