How you brush past these lives,

none of which you fully owned,

just watched longingly from afar,

and at times like today you feel it so close

you could reach out and touch it,

and love like a cancer running its course,

Maybe not even love, just a boy

and his smile, and because you don't 

know him at all, he is everything

you never had, and how would

 you hold this life if you got it?