Future 

I’m sat opposite you

I see you hair glisten

It sat perfectly on your shoulder 

A breeze passes by

It whispers your name to me

Yet who is this person I see

Their face is a blur

I try to focus 

But alas it is no good

I’m left with the bittersweet memory that I will see you soon

Our meeting has been written but it’s not today

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