Reflections on the Overpass

On the overpass.

Endless lights against

The darkening sky with

Scattered pink and violet colors.

Cool breeze

Yet a warmth

Undefined

When thoughts of you invade my mind.

I look down

Thousands of light pairs

From cars plying the road down.

Crowded streets,

Too many people.

“In this world inhabited by billions of people,

What are the chances that I will see you again?”

Always in my thoughts.

I don’t even remember what you look like,

[Only you were a rosy-cheeked happy boy]

I even committed a grave sin

Of forgetting your name.

Was it Emmanuel? [Something like that]

I only remember those times when

We were seatmates in 2^nd grade.

Then we became friends.

It’s all Johnny Bravo’s fault.

Or maybe Cow and Chicken’s.

Before you came, I only loved

Ninja Robots, Yaiba, and Dexter.

But you danced to me that silly dance,

Calling out, “Hey, momma!”

Silly, silly boy you were,

But you sure did create a special memory

Which until now I cherish and hold dear.

I wonder if you still are that

Cheerful, lively lad.

I wonder if you dance for a different lady now.

Either way I do hope you are happy

Wherever you are.

The thoughts of you make me smile

In times of loneliness.

And for that, I can only

Wait for the fates to make our paths cross again.

I don’t remember the first words you said,

Heck, I must admit I couldn’t hear

Your sweet little voice.

Everyday I wonder why you wouldn’t want

Your angelic voice be clearly heard.

Or maybe that’s why I find it all the more

Endearing, adorable

Because it is so difficult to get the words you say.

I remember the iced tea

The offer to treat me lunch

I remember talking about animé,

You loved Gundam Seed,

Yaoi, and you said

You play the piano.

I have always longed for the time

I would sit on your feet while you play

Chopin’s Etude in E Tristesse

[If it’s not too much to ask]

I remember those chicken sandwiches and thought

Life would be so wonderful if

I could wake up everyday with sandwiches you

Lovingly prepare.

I wish I could tell you how much

It hurts having this heart keep

Memories of you:

Your plump [sexy for me] figure

Your quirky, childlike ways

Your words of encouragement…

And for that, I can only

Wait for the fates to make our paths cross again.

I remember our first encounter.

I was awed, impressed

Okay, a bit intimidated.

I conjured images of you in my mind.

[Only the fact that you have curly hair is correct]

I remember one time

You changed your avatar into Tuxedo Mask

Sailormoon’s lover.

Maybe I was assuming a lot

It made me giddy

Because I have always proclaimed,

“Dea lvnae svm!”

And so, I deeply wish you

And I would meet one day

In China, in Canada, doesn’t matter.

Just let me see you in person

Even for just one second.

Then I think I’d know bliss

from the workings of fate.

And for that, I can only

Wait for the fates to make our paths cross.