“ hello ? “ I ask
Trying to find the girl I know
She doesn’t reply
She doesn’t remember
I look down a hallway
I know she’s there
I don’t recognize her
Good and bad I say at the same time
She looks at me
I can’t read her face
Maybe there’s nothing to read
Lost, empty
But her face looks soft
And then she smiles
And I know she’s not the girl I know
But she’s better