Project Pathos

As I walk past you

in the morning;

Your perfume lingered

more than it had to;

The waves of your hairs

Just brushed one side

For a moment, I smiled,

Almost whispered a Hi

                                             

A fleeting moment passed by

In the morning;

Your smile, curve of your lips,

held me, more than it had to

The touch of your fingers

In the hindsight

For a moment, I sighed

Almost whispered a Hi

As I walk tired

Into a lonesome night;

Without a whiff of fragrance

No smile, not that I had to

A shadow, Walks past the side

Into the winds comes a memory

For a moment,

I sigh, manage a smile

Wishing sweet dreams, good night

See you tomorrow….and

I wish I could say …good bye.