[ WP ] I can not explain why I followed her .

It was late friday night and yet again I found myself waiting at a local bus station, waiting for the 6 o'clock bus and as my mind wandered off, I saw her. She was walking around the corner of the street opposite on the one I was on. She as unusually tall and from where I stood, I'd guess she was about 6'3'' without her boots on. She was quite lovely as she was with jet black hair and pale skin which had bordered on albino levels yet as much as she was extremely physically attractive, I knew as soon as I saw her that there was something about her that I could n't understand yet I felt that it was there. She stopped by the nearby stop sign and she waited, but for what I could n't say. She stood waiting, looming off in the distance and my gaze turned between her and the clock that hung over me. Time passed yet still she stood there waiting, her eyes far away. A moment or two had passed and out of the corner of my eyes, I saw her turn and leave, her heading down the lower parts of the street she was standing on. As she walked away, I felt a strange and foreign compulsion wash over me and had urged me to follow her wherever it was that she was heading to. Several minutes and blocks after, I was still following her, the urge to walk with her which was already powerful had become overwhelming. We kept up our little walk until she stopped dead center in the middle of the road, her head slightly turning to me. 
 
 `` I know that you've been following me since I left the station. `` 
 
 So she knew that I was following her since we both left the bus station? She's either more observant that I took her for or she has more attuned senses, either way had scared me a bit. She kept her head still slightly cocked at me and I could feel her gaze penetrate itself into me as I struggled with her acknowledgment of my following her and to find a reason why I followed her as much as I did. There was something about her that had compelled me beyond reasoning to follow her and searching deep inside, I found no words as to why. 
 
 `` Care to explain why you've been following me?'' 
 
 How could I possibly answer that when I myself could n't understand why? Standing behind her for what seemed like forever, I looked for a reason but all I found was this: I can not explain why I followed her and she now realized my presence.
