Sure

I was so sure

That those were the free sunglasses from the pool at the hotel her family is staying at

That those were your delicate, careful fingers that were flicking them open

That that was your elbow that was bending at that distinctive angle, with that awkward tension, as though you were dragging it through water

That it was languidly lifting your phone to your face just to pass the time at the intersection

Just to pass the time until she was out of work

Just to pass the time in front of me

I was so sure that I hurried past again, slammed it behind me and flung open the door, breathing hard, went back down the elevator, and up, hurried past, breathing more, stared, not necessarily in that order

I know it was a stranger with thicker hands, bigger ears, lighter skin, darker hair, different shoes

I know it wasn’t you
But I’m still sure it was