I’d recognise your long hair any day.
The way your cargo pants cling to your legs.
That hat.
That green jacket.
That stupid brain of mine.
I’d recognise you anywhere.
That green jacket.
How fitting I saw you again.
Another full month.
Heart pounding as I stood behind you.
Breathe
I tell myself as I find myself hiding behind the tram stop walls.
A poster between us.
My breath on my tongue.
My hands shaking
As your tram rings it’s departure
I see you by the window
Oh that green jacket.
I let you go on the exhale
As the tram lights dim
Goodbye
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