You stood there,
the shape of someone I once knew,
but the edges were different,
blurred by time,softened by distance.

Your voice carried familiar notes,
but the music was strange,
like hearing a song
through a door half-closed.

I searched your face
for the lines I remembered,
the laughter,
the sadness,
the pieces that once built my world.

But you were a stranger
wearing a memory,
and my eyes,
once so certain,
no longer knew where to look.

I smiled,
you smiled,
and the space between us
grew too wide to cross.