Sundress And Coffee
'You smoke now? '
She asked me.
'Just a little.'
I used to love her smiles.
She's wearing that sundress that she knows she looks good in.
'Do you still keep in touch with anyone back home? '
She asks her questions to pass the time,
To ease through the awkwardness.
I shake my head,
'No.' I add.
She smiles again.
'You look so different.' she tells me.
I guess she's right.
She looks just the same though.
She looks better.
She looks better then I remember.
She looks better then ...