The other day I thought I saw you,
Just like I did every day all those years ago.
It was as if nothing had changed.
But it wasn't you.
And I know it couldn't have been you,
Because you don't exist anymore.
You were gone such a long time,
and I don't know why you came back
watching me through the guise of a stranger
A presence from another time.
Why did you come to visit me?
Did you think I would not notice?
You know I could never forget you,
even if you tried to hide,
I could sense your presence in a crowded room.
Was there something you wanted me to know?
Or were you just checking up on me?
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