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.