It only happens in movies
But it somehow happened today,
I saw you walking toward me
Thinking you another stranger.
Then something happened,
When we passed one another,
Such confusion, such breathless nostalgia,
My mind trying to fathom
The spectre before me
One that hasn't tread my mind,
How many ever days ago.
It seemed so theatrical, so scripted,
That time would slow down
A crack in reality,
As tendrils of memories push their way through.
I'm struggling to remember, but it's so foggy,
And I gasp silently, unconsciously, a dramatic timing;
I slowly turned my head, unsure, and looked behind me,
There you were, ten thousand steps away,
Head turned, looking right back at me.
