i know that you are out there,
i know that you exist. i see you in the street when i pass a young couple in love and i see you at the summer fair when a boy buys the last candy apple for his sweetheart and not himself. sometimes i can just make you out in the movie theatre, putting your arm around that girl when the film gets a little scary. when my mind wanders i picture you in my mind’s eye, and i can hear your laugh and i can smell your shampoo and i can see that smile shining so bright i have to turn away and when i turn back, you’re gone. i can see you everywhere i go, but it’s not you - not really. it’s glimpses of you that i catch shining through every day, everyone, everything. and that’s how i know you’re out there.
