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Monday, May 30
empty street
i walk this empty street
on the boulevard of broken dreams.
i walk a lonely road, the only one
that i have ever known.
don;t know where it goes,
but it's home to me and
i walk alone.
&
today i strolled the streets
alone, with my purse in one hand
and the loss of your grasp
in the other.
today i walked alone
along the paths we used to trail
along the place we used to laugh
and smile, where we met and
played. once.
today i glance at my silent phone
again and again, waiting for
perhaps something to happen again.
but i guess not, i know but
i just wonder why.
today my heart burned
as saw every place we;d been
and every step you once took
with me. i remembered your smile
and i still love it.