I thought I saw you the other day.
I pulled my car over, fixed my makeup and hair,
opened my purse and pulled out my perfume.
I sprayed a little on my neck and wrists.
I had so much excitement.
As I drove around the block,
I thought of something funny to say out the window.
When I came to the spot,
I found another man standing in your place.
It was not you after all. In fact he looked nothing like you.
He just had the same color hair and mustache.
He had a grey suit on,
the same color suit that you wore the first day we met.
It's incredible how the mind works. We see what we want to see.
Oh how I would love to see you again. Will I ever? I wonder.