I saw you,
From a few miles away.
A speck on the horizon,
Unmoving and unchanged,
from the storm that you and
I weathered together.
Balanced by the notion that things happen,
People change,
and most of all-
We are not who we were.

I saw you,
From a few blocks away.
Larger now,
But no less handsome.
Your once broad shoulders,
hang with the weight of
a year's emotions.
I still believe in
Who we could be.

I can see you now,
From a few yards away.
The chiseled, stoic face I remember
is sullen and
Your eyes tell me more than
I could ever wish to know.
If only I knew,
who you would become.

I can touch you now,
We are inches from each other.
You cringe as I brush your cheek
with my hand.
I can feel your pain,
your face burns like a hot pan.
I stare into your eyes,
but you are not there.
This was you, not me-
I didn't want this.
I don't even know who you are anymore.