Not you ... again

Wandering the city

As I do

I saw you on the street

And skipped a beat

Tripping over feet

I turned and raced to greet

Just another somebody

Who wasn’t you

I mumbled an apology

And hasty moved away

But it’s getting so much better

Just a dozen times today

And maybe this time next year

It will be just one or two

And eventually the truth will filter through




Will it be you

Not since …

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