Occurrence

I don’t get to see someone like you everyday.

“Hey, is someone sitting here?” I asked and you shook your head, no. “This is the first time I have seen you here, new in the city?”

“Oh no, I’m not from here, I’m just going to meet someone”.

We talk more for a few minutes before you had to go, you looked back at me for one last time before the doors opened.

And when I see you run and kiss your lover, I knew why there are people that are an occurence. You get to meet once and never again.