You got into Lexus RV, you gorgeous.
I was waiting for you to come back, but you must have just gone around the block.
You were looking for popcorn kernels.
I was behind you in line at about 7:15 PM at the 24hr store on Water St.
You were listening to Britney Spears
and sitting next to me on the F Train this morning.
I made a face, which I thought said "why are you leaving now?"
It must have read differently because you then gave me the finger.
You make the sandwiches.
We shared a few words about you stumbling as the train lurched deeper into Brklyn.
You looked like you were moments away
from tears, your cheeks flushed and eyes held wide.
It broke my heart, but in a good way.
We made eye contact in the produce section and a minute
later I saw you in the dairy isle picking out hummus.
You were with your parents at Peter Pan doughnut shop.
In the remote chance you see this, it would be amazing if you contacted me.
-- Patricia Guzman