I watch you

watch life

through the rear view mirror

not knowing

what you’ve seen

until it has passed

and only then

a backward

reflection

I watch you

watch us

fading into the distance

looking passed

our future

never knowing

I was left behind, lost

in your blind spot

I watch you

leave and know

you are watching me

in your rear view

mirror. I wave good

bye, as I watch you drive

away, and I know

to your perception

it seems like hello.