I thought I saw you at the bus stop I didn’t though

but I did see you at the grocery store and I almost didn't believe it I see your gait so many times in my dreams on the street each time I almost break into a run into the wrong man's arms every time but this time you had that smile that is always so certainly comforting and understanding and I had to forcibly restrain myself because the next step wasn't to press my head against your chest and cry and cry and cry until your green shirt (you always had the softest shirts) would dry my tears and I would blubber out an apology and you wouldn't even have to say it's ok I already knew it was.