I saw you yesterday
in the eyes of an unknown window washer as he mischievously peeked into my office
his glance made me numb
now I am obsessed with needing to notify you
I fell in love somewhere between the elevator freshman year and yesterday
with either you or the memories of you I am not sure.
I am old and a married woman now and these thoughts need not concern me, or the woman I have become.
yet my mind keeps returning
you opened up so much of your world to me
did I give anything in return?
will my last thoughts in life be of you and regrets or will I find peace?
