I walked along the pathway of this
seemingly foreign street, with lights
that glimmer a strange feeling of familiarity.
The air gave off warmth that resembled
most of our 'firsts', we spent just yesterday.
Now, everything around has turned
against me; teasing me to forget.
The idle stars that drew a silhouette
I wished to touch, surely increased
the now-vacant space in my heart.
There can only be nothing left to help me
bear the unbearable but this growing
figment of hurt, and ensuing tears.
For your passing left no trails that led
these thoughts to wander almost endlessly.
