3rd st.

i remember
awkwardly getting out of my car
it was night
and the lights from the buildings
were beautiful
because they froze
somehow against your face
your face-
the smile that stretched always-
was bigger that day
and i did not know your face
as well as i would come to.
and i did not know as much as i would
about you
but i knew that you
were going to be remembered.