I saw your face
sitting at the table at the far side of the crowd of people
and when I did see you and saw you stand up,
your hair long and shaved short on the sides,
I knew that you were in the middle of discovering yourself.
You worked at the hotel now
and had a large key ring around the belt loop of your dark skinny jeans.
I eyed you for the rest of the night keeping tabs on where you were and who you were with and then suddenly there you were behind me and I pretended not to notice until you tapped me on the shoulder and, rather friendly, say ‘hey’.