It Never Really Happened

By Michael Aaron Gallagher

You were reading
when I interrupted you,
but you were kind.
I did my best to apologize
a thousand times.

You gave me my ticket at Gate 17.
Your face looked familiar,
like a girl I have seen.

You almost showed interest
that somehow intrigued me.
If our encounter was longer,
we might have talked about feelings.

But after a while, you faded away,
like the others I’ve dreamt of
who vanish to grey.

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Excerpt from Michael Aaron Gallagher’s unpublished collection of poetry titled “Black Book Vol. 3.” Copyright © 2007.

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