the world forgets
I was forgotten
before I was remembered
standing in line
at the grocery store
when he recognized me
“Hey!” He appeared happy to see me
“Hi yourself!” I couldn’t remember his name
“Are you still running?” He asked.
“Every day; all you need is a routine,” I said.
“I need to start running.”
“Well, wake up early and run with me.”
“Don’t I have your number?”
“Here’s my number.” He gave it to me.
His face turned red. I guess it was a male courtship,
and I thought, I played hard to get, pretty well.
Later that day, I texted him.
was the response
“Is this so and so…?” I asked.
I remembered his name.
And this will be one of those awkward moments at work
when I don’t know if I took his number down wrong
or he gave me a fake one
or he pretended to be a wrong number
Life makes me laugh
it’s never what I think it’s going to be
I could label these situations
good or bad
but I prefer
to write them