Just A Small Feeling Poem by Methods Create Madness

'Have you ever loved someone? '
You asked me that.
'I don't know..'
It was all I could say.

'What is love to you? '
You continued to ask.
'I'm sorry, I don't have an answer for that.'
I really didnt..

'Love is not a sign of weakness you know.'
I'm not weak.. (What is weakness to you anyway?)
'It's ok to share. Whats on your mind? '
'Why me? ' I was thinking.. I was just anybody trying to enjoy my coffee in peace.

'Because you're alone.'
What?
'you have the same eyes as me.'
Who was this girl, I couldnt even look at her after hearing those words.

There was a minute of silence before I woke up.
It was just a dream.
That dream felt so real that I was thinking about it that entire morning. A girl in glasses.. But that day went by and I forgot all about it.

Then some time later, one evening, I was out alone for some coffee. It was mid winter and the powder snow had covered the entire city. It was dark and I was walking outside past a cafè.
There I saw you.
Sitting alone, by the window reading a book.
I instantly remembered..

You looked exactly the same as my dream.
Your hat, your coat, your glasses, even the color of your fingernails. Identical.
But what struck me the most was your eyes.
Green, tired, empty.. They were the same as my own.
And there it was..
I had the answer.

You looked up at me. I was stearing. Must have been creepy..
I smiled at you before I left. Heading home with my answer.
'What is love to you? '
You asked me.
'It is... Just a small.. Feeling.'