She saw someone with his face
A face from her past.
How he would have looked now
Had his time been made to last.
It made her remember what could have been
Along with the guilt of having forgotten him
All but briefly.
That instant split second
As this stranger walked by
Made her regret it all
Why she’d dared not tried.

(written 19th May 07 - Sat, 1:02am)