Goodbye

I hadn’t cried for years – until I saw you

Same face, more skeletal and the clothes made for you

You touched my jacket and my bag – I couldn’t hug you back

I offered coffee, you were late.

You’ve finished your book, well done.

Beat me to it.

You’d been at a meeting, was it for your past

The one we once shared

Bonnie and Clyde, Hindley and Huntley, Kurt and Courtney

You and I

We were

I gave you my my number on my card

Drop me an email.  I’m sorry.

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