Hello Again

As you walk past giving		
a quick glance my way		
I think you might see me,	
but you never do. 
	  
I try to wave to you
as you search for someone
that’s not there, but
you look right past me.

What happened to you?

We used to be friends.
When you were young.
Before you started to hate me.

Once in a while I think
I see a flicker of the old you.

But you’ve distorted your
face with black lines
and rosy color.

Your fake smile and
dead stare don’t trick me.
I know you too well.
I watch you every morning
as you get ready for the day.

I strain to see you in this reflection.
Where are you?
I want to say hello.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Brown Avatar
March 18, 2011 at 4:21 AM
Thank-you for the comment....when I wrote this poem I was thinking of someone looking in the mirror and their reflection is the speaker of the poem. But one of the beauties of poetry is that people can read them and understand them in different ways.
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March 17, 2011 at 8:03 PM
they are so hard to reach but you can't help believe that they want you. john
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