My eyes met yours and it was a
surprise
I never thought I would come across
them again.
It was a surprise because I didn’t
expect you to be there
It was a surprise because it was so
immediate
It was a surprise because they seemed
so foreign
It was a surprise because I felt
nothing.
As you rush past me,
Head down,
Pace quick
It hit me
I know you,
I know your favourite songs
I know what causes you pain
I know your best memories
I know what you like to watch
I know all your worries
I know you.
The connection we once held together
Has been drained down the sink
I remember
how you once told me
“To see you
as a stranger,
is what I’d hate to think”
Yet here we are, questioning our
glace
Regretting the accidental encounter
Suppressing the overflowing desire to
revisit that chance.
We never thought we’d have to come
across this fact
And as you turn around, cautiously,
fearfully, curiously
I see your pace drop
I wonder what you’re thinking
I hope its the 4 am babble that made
us cry and our love grow so immensely,
I hope its the 3 words you once
uttered out the lips that touched mine so gently,
I hope its the feeling of our 2
hands, intertwined with one another, a way of feeling a bit closer,
(I'm older now and I know what
happened is preferred to be left in the past,
but to sooth my youthful heart, I
must confess that -)
- I'd wish you the best,
but you already had me.
I hope you’re aching.
I hope it hurts.
I hope you’re breaking.