If From A Train Poem by Charl JF Cilliers

If from a train or bus
I catch a glimpse of you

and later at my desk
my pen in hand decide

to open up the door
to open it up wide

and step inside

could I then walk right through
to where once there was an us

or would I hesitate
before I reached the door

and wonder just how far
I’d have to go before

I found that what I found
was not here any more

or find it was too late
to turn and come back through

to what here was at least
what I once had of you?