Sonder

Other people,
Tiny lights,
In a windowsill at night,
Heartbeats
In the silence.

I am one of you, I think,
And you are just like me,
A little world of privacy
Moments in time,
In place, as I pass by.

You were in
My periphery, and
There you could’ve stayed,
A passer by at dusk
Forever.

I think
“Goodbye”
Is the hardest thing to say
Besides “I love you”
And to mean it
When you say either.