there it is
was
gone
before I grasped
the what
the where
of who
you I
were
missed opportunity
he being who he is
there is a hint
of salvation
in her eyes
but he
being who he is
will not see it
I once knew a woman
who couldn’t decide
if she liked me
or not
by the time
she made up her mind
to tell me
I was someplace
else