Just Like CLOCKWORK

I watched you walking through the hall today.
You pounded down that corridor, pulsing back into my veins.

I thought of how we used to tease,
how our laughter sparkled, how our voices trickled.
How we wept.

The memories whispered off of me in the rush of a breath,
while in my head, I stopped you.

In that false reality, we apologized and forgot.
In that wretched place in my head, we started over new.

I wanted to scream and cling to you, aching to understand -
what was it that I did wrong?

The flutter of a heartbeat had passed, but nothing had changed.
We both smiled faintly.
We both kept walking.