The hours drifted away,
Like the stars in the sky.
The same stars that framed your face that night,
That night felt like only hours ago
Even though it's been three years.
It's been three years since we've talked,
And I still don't know what happened.
I still think about you.
And as it nears October again
I still search for the stars in the sky;
Hoping I can remember what went wrong.
[This is a reposted edited version of a previous poem of mine.]
when all we have is spent–
what will we have left?
people once before us–
i walked down the street
the streets i once used to know
filled with regrets and heavy with burdens
of what once happened here
i walked down the street
a block or so down
I believe in god even though I may know he doesn’t exist
I know the mountains were not formed by him
Instead it is the science in the world
The reason we are here in this moment
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