Amber

Standing on the platform under the flickering light. Words never spoken – minds intertwined.

You said I was your nightmare, now you’re mine. Not in the same way, but until the end of time.

Now you only exist in my head, 10 years later, a figment of my imagination.

I’ll fight the urge to drive down your street, and you’ll live your life unbeknownst to me.

I’ll try and say that I’ve moved on but you’re still in my mind, it seems that we really were never aligned.

I thought it meant something, but was too good to be true, I should’ve guessed you’d leave me this blue.

Did you move on? Did you find someone better? If you only knew how many times I’d considered writing you a letter.

Don’t remember your house but I remember the street, I’d mail a letter to every house on Amber Crescent if it would help me feel free.

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