A chance encounter or an apparition?
You’d been on my mind that very day,
Long wondering if I’d recognise you.
The dearest of friends that fell off the stage.
The voice of reason and common sense.
Caring, oh so caring.
And yet daring.
How you could be lonely sat next to the one you’ve loved.
How two could become so different,
Divided by screens, alcohol and concrete.
Divided by the hours, the days and the years.
You took control and acted, painfully.
Yet new hope dawning.
This rare encounter but familiar tale
Brought on through my own will, perhaps.
A chance encounter.