Sunday, May 8, 2011

it wasn't you, but it could have been

I saw you today
you as a reflection in someone else
and I thought how beautiful you looked
I saw you today, I watched you drink your coffee
a few tables away
and the thought rested in my mind, as I emptied my cup
I thought of you today, I wondered
where you were
as I walked my way passt the streets of this small town

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