For a moment there, I thought you were looking at me.
Your eyes caught mine and there was this flash of recognition, as if I could see right into their soulless depths.
But life doesn't run in cliché,
it was simply my mistake
you watched straight through me as if I am a phantom, a shadow of my former self
and then you looked past me, and I realised
it wasn't my eye you were trying to catch, after all.