He was wearing your sweater..
I took a double take and held my breathe.
But, it wasn't you.
I wanted to walk up to him and hug him anyway.
Take comfort in a strangers arms,
simply because there was something familiar about his sweater??
I stop and think to myself "How pathetic and sad".
If only I would have valued you more
when you were here next to me.
There were times that you reached out to hold me
but I simply walked away.
Now, I am here at this smoky bar
and would give anything to be in your arms.