I saw you across the road
Standing outside the bar, the red light
illuminating your forehead.
Your muddled forehead.
The same one I traced lines over
Like an engineer, mapping
highways between your frown lines.
You looked back at me, and
I could no longer tell what you saw.
Hatred, remorse, curiosity
Perhaps a love that persisted.
But your eyes were cold
Like windows all frosted over.
You looked away from me, to your beer.
Drank your beer.
And I walked away,
all the while wondering if your eyes were following me.