He Haunts Me With My Memories

Walking alone
On a cold, dirty street
Darkness surrounding
Making the scene complete.

Soft, deep voices
Heard in the distance
A heart's rough beating
Of a longing resistance.

Loud footsteps lingering
Near an old brick wall
A figure left standing
In the midst of it all.

A figure I knew
One I'd committed to memory
Blankly staring with no emotion
As if this was destiny.

Approaching as his face
Slowly formed in the moonlight
His haunting beauty
Hidden in the night.

Memories, sweet memories
Explode in my mind
Taunting me, teasing me
of what was left behind.

this one haunting street
The one I walk every evening
used to be the reason for love
The reason for living.

We'd be here every weekend
Dancing in the twilight
The time when nothing mattered
When everything was right.

Fingers entwined with mine
And running through my hair
Breath-taking kisses
Love was in the air.

But of course this didn't last
You left as quickly as you came
You left me there with nothing
Things were never the same.