i greet you with a bow every morning

i watch as you look mostly to the ground

remember when we were kids?

you were teased for the shape of your chin

your eyes look now

like they looked then

is it time for me to finally step in?

you've been back practically a year

i walk up with just enough courage

but

as soon as I get there you get a call and turn around

scrawled on the small dry erase board i use to communicate was a message

one you wouldn't see

"Hello Junhong, do you remember me?"