AGAIN

 I ducked behind the aisle; he didn't see me ... close call

couldn't believe I saw him, it'd been a little while

and then not at all

my heart beat so fast, I needed to run away

when I stepped up to the counter,

got my credit card to pay

and I picked up a magazine,

When I looked up to put it back on the shelf,

there he was, with a smile, made me think

of myself and

all the love that was lost and driven away

and all the times I came back, and

tried to stay, I

waved a little and made my way out of the store;

throwing the bags,

in the stupid car,

driving and home... I'm feeling so bad,

when tears of sorrow were all I once had,

and nothing, nothing was more

Weeks went by, when I'm at the cafe', having a cup of coffee and

working on a new story, enjoying my day, when

the

chair behind me moved, and I heard him say .."may I sit here," and I said, " I'd like you better if you promised not to stay"....

He looked almost the same, and... I brushed away my hair, thinking, why am I so nervous

with him sitting there. And

now, I'm watching him the way he tips his chin; laughed out loud, eyes sparkling

only makes me remember

all the beginnings and all the ends

Trying to look away, feelings creeping in but

trying only makes it worse

I'm beginning to forgive again, I

look around the cafe';

a small world to have profound things happen in...

I feel myself be drawn

as our conversation

dances in

and out of coffee cups and table tops and then

I know where I've gone and where I've been

and I know that it's happening

all over

again

2012