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Here's another..
Wandering, aimlessly
Along pavement and medians
Whiteconcrete andyellowlines
Go here, not there
Boundaries enclose me
Like chain link fences
It’s 40 degrees in June
I’m failing to see the brighter side
Things don’t always fall into place
Sometimes we all need room to grow
I feel so little in here
Like I’m not meant for this
I don’t understand why it’s important
Not much is anymore
She was, I guess
Just a beautiful face in the crowd
A little something more than others
I miss her, sometimes
When I feel alone (I’m always alone)
With her I was never alone
Blond hair and a smile
To bring me hope
I guess everything has its time
Reconciliation- for fools maybe
Am I a fool?
For falling in love
It’s so misleading
She was misleading
What I’d give to have her back…
Green fields whispering in a cool breeze
A red orange sunset in July
Lying next to her
Sharing warmth and something deeper
Love--But not on rainy days
Watching the dim orange moon rise
I’d stay all night, if she wanted
~aiwapla
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