I was deliberately looking
For coincidences
And wondering
If the girl I saw passing
While I was wandering
May have been the one
I dreamed about that time
I was accidentally looking
For remnants of
some made-up past.
I thought about whether
the girl you are now
Would stop, or carry on
Or even know what that meant -
Maybe to a future
We dreamed about, that went.
Sometimes, I let
my eyes time-travel to
A day I never knew:
You're moving through
A black and white scene
In a lipstick-smudged dream.
I reel the tape back
And watch on repeat.
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