City of ghosts

I thought I saw her yesterday.
Can’t be sure though;
It’s been almost seventeen years.

It certainly looked like her though.
Blonde hair, tied back,
And that little half-sneering smile.

Maybe I was just letting my
Mind fill in blanks;
Like I wanted it to be her.

And then I noticed something else:
She was pregnant.
Then – a deeper realisation…

Surely, this is what women want?
And now I know
My own path will never cross hers.

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