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I Thought I Saw You Today.

Peering out the window,

 

I thought I saw you weeping

 

I thought, my mind in limbo,

 

That I glanced you dreaming.

 

-

 

It was as if you were right there,

 

Standing shaking in the rain,

 

Water off your short hair,

 

Your frown reflecting pain.

 

-

 

I thought I saw you standing

 

Beyond the trees out back,

 

I am not quite understanding,

 

Why still your sight attacks,

 

-

 

The nerves inside my chest,

 

And the bottom of my gut

 

Adrenaline in my breast,

 

And the wind wont upon my foot.

 

-

 

I could have sworn to up above

 

That I saw you beckoning,

 

The water, showing what once loved,

 

Into somehow in front appearing.

 

-

 

You saw me looking towards you

 

I tried to hide my face,

 

You tried to hide your smile too

 

I glimpsed it in your gaze

 

-

 

I know I didn’t dream this today

 

I thought I saw you, truthfully,

 

It was not longing in that way,

 

I was just caught off guard, you see.

 

-

 

Perhaps you may have seen me too

 

At one point or another,

 

Walking the streets that we used to

 

Or just holding each other,

 

-

 

But honestly I do not long

 

Verily I do not pine,

 

Although it would be nice in song,

 

I know you don’t feel at all fine,

 

-

 

I know I must make you sick,

 

I know I must make you weep

 

Which is why today your image yet sticks,

 

And your broken smile doth creep.

 

-

 

Which is why today I wondered

 

Wherefore you even passed me by,

 

Fictional in my mind of blunder,

 

And too afraid to question “why?”

 

-

 

Why then did I even witness you,

 

Walking across my path,

 

I spied you from my bedroom,

 

At quickened pace so fast?

 

Then you stopped all of the sudden,

 

To give my window fair gaze,

 

You must have seen my face be sullen,

 

And given yourself great praise.

 

-

 

Although, I know you think of what could be,

 

And maybe not being happy,

 

But if I could ever wish it clear,

 

Perhaps I would wish you be here,

 

But then again perhaps I not,

 

And first dive headfirst into cot,

 

And see I don’t just wake up again,

 

And find out of window, you are pretend.

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