Waves: I'm walking in a city that is yours

in a neighborhood that is yours

in a street that is yours

yet I'm not looking for you.

I'm not checking people's faces,

perhaps one of them is you.

I'm not looking at the local cafes,

maybe you are sitting there.

And I know

that even if you would rise

you would not rise up

you would not break

and not into my arms.

Waves