I crossed the sea of stopped cars,
as I stepped onto the street,
I saw you
a ghost – The ghost of the past,
a past like any other, teeming with moments
of silence, and regretful comments.

You smiled, it was your happy smile,
– Like your Cheshire cat smile.
and that smile I hadn’t seen in a while.
you held open the door, for me or for you,
but I kept walking, the path interrupted and
our serendipity foiled by the devil’s siren
again.

“She thought up I should be with you…
but it’s time to face the truth…
I will never…
be…
with you.” Sang the song playing in my ears.

So I looked back, a lonely street, a sad past,
and you…
were gone.

I have a confession: I miss you and I have since that day,
that you went to Saturn and orbited away,
and I haven’t seen you since that day,
until today,
and I couldn’t say,
a **** word.

But there you were, smiling, holding a door open,
where you really there?
or
was everything in vain
that day on 4th & Main?