I saw you at the grocery store today after five years

You were picking out apples and laughing at something on your phone. You look exactly the same, maybe a little more tired, but still beautiful. I hid in the next aisle because I didn't know what to say. "I'm sorry" feels too small, and "I miss you" feels too late. I just watched you walk away and realized that even after all this time, my heart still belongs to the version of us that lived in that tiny first apartment.