I saw someone in the airport that looked like you.
Maybe it was because I just put my glasses on. Maybe it was because it was six in the morning.
Maybe if I squinted hard enough it would be you.
I saw someone in the airport that looked like you.
Maybe I would move seats to get closer.
Maybe I would find courage to speak.
Maybe he would sound like you.
I saw someone in the airport that looked like you.
Maybe his hair is blonder. His skin tanner.
Maybe his legs are longer. His feet bigger.
Maybe his favorite shirt is red just like yours.
I saw someone in the airport that looked like you.
Maybe he knows heartbreak too.
Maybe he prays too.
Maybe he likes pineapple on pizza too.
I saw someone in the airport that looked like you.
Maybe he’ll leave for his flight.
Maybe I’ll stop looking over at him.
Maybe I’ll learn to stop comparing people to you.