I'm in my neighbourhood café where a stranger catches my eye

I walk over and we bond over caramel frappés and lemon pies

For a second, I can feel your breath on my neck

This stranger and I, we talk about colourful macaroons on display

We pick rose, pistachio and chocolate

And talk about where to head next?

We exit and I see you in the person about to enter

We make our way towards the park and I can hear the leaves rustling

We cosy up on a bench and revel in the unending green

I remember that giant park where it was just you and I

He's telling me about his last vacation to Greece

I think about your unending love of Feta cheese

"Hello? Are you still here, haha?" he asks me

And I'm snapped back to the present

He's lovely, affectionate and funny

But, I can only think of your arms around me

I slip away into his delightful tales

But, I can hear the rattling of your crypt

We get up and go our separate ways

Maybe he'll call me and we'll do this again

But, I think it's time I visited your grave with a spade

And give you the burial I know I crave

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