to: you
i was in oakland on friday
it was the first time i had taken bart
back to the east bay
since the the last time
i saw you
i got off at the same station i used to
but you weren't there
and yet
you were everywhere
i passed by bars
we used to sip cocktails at
walked by the exact space
where you parked your car
i passed by your street
in a crowd of people
i was secretly wishing
i'd see your face
i'd run up to you
and give you a big hug
squeeze your arm
i'd hope that you'd know
i wanted you to be happy
i want the best for you
nothing less
i'd hope you'd know
from my hug
but
you were nowhere
and i was
searching
hoping
waiting
wishing
that you are okay
