you do not think about it often

you do not want to think about it anymore

the thought is still a fleeting one

the same one it has always been

so you are making coffee, or waiting for the microwave, or hitting the snooze button

and suddenly there is he is standing in front of you, right where you left him before you left all of him,  

right.           there.


he is not smiling,

neither are you.