have we met before?
I’m sure we have crossed paths somewhere,
a skipped friend request?
or maybe in passing by the corner of the street,
in a crowded shopping mall, gazing at a overpriced suits,
in a coffee shop over misspelled cups,
at a stop sign jamming to the latest hits on the radio,
by the lift, getting late to a meeting,
or by a park bench, gazing quietly at the calm waters.
Can’t quite remember,
but it sure does feel like you are familiar.
Anyways, now that your eyes have met my words,
consider my poem to be a note to you,
and it sure would have been nice to have met you