28 november 2011
Alone
Alone, I walk along the barren path; there is no way of turning back
We once walked this path together, laughing, smiling with each other
Now all it is is memories; of what happened and what could be.
I’m left to walk this road and ponder, wondering what will happen yonder
The leaves, they crunch under my feet, the smell of you overwhelms me
I stop, in silence, to take a breath and try so hard to forget
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