Hooligan

I see
Memories of you
Flickering in the reflection
Of my eyes
Through glass
As I walk past.

I feel
Something strange,
Something new
When I catch glimpses of you
In the crowd,
The light glinting
Off the perfect pearlescent points
Of your teeth
As your lips curve
Into a soft smile.
But it’s just a likeness
In that stranger
Passing by.

I recall you,
The way you held yourself
As you’d conduct energy
From the dwindling space
Between you
And me.

But it’s just a sliver of you
Lodged in my chest
Caught in my breath
And how can I
Forget
That look in your eye
As you spied me
From across the room.

It is but a shiver of youth
Trickling down my spine
Flashing when I find myself
In the glass
Walking past,
A hooligan