Pretty Thinker

(Excerpt from "A Crowded Place" by Amy Fairweather)

You happened upon me that day

Though in the distance, you stood out

As beautiful familiarity often does

Like fish caught up inside a stream

We were trapped in the crowd

I smiled in surprise

You barely smiled back and shifted your gaze

You could not look at me, not solely

You sent a considerate nod

And then moved through the throng

To somewhere

Anywhere but near me, it seemed

And that was all

You had nothing I ever imagined for me...