Sulking on the Sly

Thieving through the multiple strains

Of voices in the room,

Eavesdrops that one conversation with relish.

Looks out the corner of his eye,

Winces at the eye contact.

Curbs his laughter at the

Joke for he wasn’t expecting it.

They gesture to him 

With a frantic wave of the hand,

He lets out a curt smile,

Walks on,

While they wondered

Whom had he smiled to?

Context? Just describing a situation I feel we have been in, once. Say, you're miffed with someone, you're giving someone the cold shoulder, for you'll wait till eternity till that person 'realises' that she/he must come to you and apologize, and you'll be the better of the two souls for you'll forgive him rightaway. Only, you must act like you don't know or like him for things you always did, being on the guard. I wonder why we do it. Yet I might catch myself in a similar situation someday, years later.