Passerby

Passerby

When you turned away,

I let you go without 

a "no", but I'd just

like you to know that

I don't think of you as

a friend or a foe.

You were just a kind

passerby who happened

to catch my twitchy smile 

and heartbroken eyes 

and all the messes I made 

as I struggled to try.

And I cared that you

were there for me, 

I still care even as you flip 

your hair over your

shoulder and walk

to where I cannot follow.