ALMOST MEETING

At 17, I dreamt of her at a bookstore.

She said something strange that I never forgot:

| "I think we're getting close."

I woke up, confused.

A week later, my parents moved cities.

And on my first day in the new town, I passed a girl with ocean eyes.

My heart nearly stopped.

But I didn't say anything.

Neither did she.

We both kept walking.