He said "hello" and brushed his hand against mine
but I pulled away because his hands were not as
smooth as yours

He wore a suit to dinner but didn't wear it quite like you
and my meal appeared more appetizing than
the man himself

He looked into my eyes 
but they were empty because of my many tears I had spilled on nights alone

He kissed me but I felt nothing
my lips numb and drenched from the
bitter liquor that
I drank to forget you

He held me in his arms but
I didn't fit in the space between
his neck and shoulder
the way I did perfectly
with you

Eventually,
he gave up
and said goodbye
but it didn't break my heart
because you had already taken it and left
on that cold February day 
So long ago