Today, at the grocery store,
I saw you.
Quietly and gently keeping to yourself.

Your dirty blonde hair was messy and unkept,
like you had just woke up.
Your eyes, pools of blue, stayed glued to the ground.

You walked by,
and I thought,
maybe, just maybe you might stop and say hi.
See how I’ve been.
But you don’t.
Stupid,
I’m so stupid.

It’s as if you’ve forgotten.
About me, about us.
It’s bittersweet.
You don’t stop and say hi anymore.
You don’t smile at me when you pass by.
We don’t even know eachother now.

The anger got heavy.
I just wanted to explode, hide
and get out.

As he stood,
not more than 10 feet away,
we acted like strangers
and it’s as if my heart got up and just walked away, as it slowly began to break.