Who I was looking for |
Back in the days When you could meet someone At the airport gates I looked for you And you weren't there. At least I thought so. When you walked up to me Hair cut short in a buzz cut I knew you then. Finally, I knew you. Back in the times When I was looking For someone to love Who loved me back I met you. Dismissed you As someone I'd never see Again. I looked for you But had chosen someone else And did not see you. Back in those years When I was second best To his other pursuits I looked for you. And did not know it. You were there constantly And I was unknowing Our friends kept trying To push us together. Back in their apartment Playing Monopoly and Drinking Red Zinger Iced tea, you were there. I stopped looking Because you were Nice, but not my guy. Kind and helpful, Sweet and generous. But not my guy. On that night When you asked me out You were looking Just for dinner, not a date I agreed. As a friend or maybe An acquaintance plus. Nothing else. Before my shower I brought in the mail. The letter came. A rejection letter. No graduate school, And I needed to go out. I wore a dress and heels To eat dinner with A nice generous guy Who let me rant. We went out again on a weekend And again and again. My guy was happy I found a friend, had company While he sat up all night Playing games in a empty building With overgrown adolescents Til dawn. Six months later I stood in the airport In Albuquerque Looking for you. I did not see you At first But then you came to me. I was surprised by you But you were there And I was done looking. |