I saw an old lover at the store
It was evening and I needed a few things
Walking down the aisle I saw her
And she saw me
And our eyes locked
And time stood still
And I saw her how she had been and always will be in my mind
Too beautiful for me
Too kind for the world
Too sweet to those who hurt her (including me)
I hoped she was doing the same for me
Seeing me as a young man
Seeing me as someone who might still make a difference
Seeing me as the man who held her and made promises he didn't keep but should have
Her husband walked behind her oblivious to the event taking place
Our eyes moved to maintain contact as we passed and I breathed in the air that stirred around her and it took me to a hundred wonderful nights I wish I could have again
Then we passed and had to pretend neither had noticed the other
Deep inside a part of me I never knew existed a scream began to rise
I wanted us to turn around and realize it really wasn't too late...

But it is too late