88. A case of a winter Monday

 if I ever see you again

finally ending up face to face

on a busy street intersection 

with our signal lights to opposite sides

or in a crowded bakery shop

when you have embraced back carbs

you may think I'd probably jump to you

with my arms around you 

but most likely

you'd catch me still figuring out

what to do

what to say

how to act

just like now

until you're gone

I'd probably just freeze

and come back home

to sit and write this stuff

as I daydream about

having you back in my arms

and kiss you until

we forget about time

there's so little I can do

to change things, I know

it's still raining in Osaka

and the anime hologram is still 

looping on LoFi over my desk

countless are the times

I have found myself

starring at a blank point on my wall

looking at your flawless image in my mind

on days like these

my chest is overflowing with you

but still can't seem to get enough

I'm locked in the infinite outside world

hoping to one day become free

and home into you

I dress a smile and some old blue jeans

in case I ever find you again

and if I do

even inside this shocked

bag of bones in which 

I carry myself around

you'd know

with only one glance

what I've holding

all these years

if I ever see you again