Monday, December 14, 2020

Cornelia Street

Lost in the city,
blinded by the lights;
even though I know this place
like the back of my hands.
Something's missing,
the fingers that
used to intertwine with mine; 
as we wandered through 
the city streets at night.
Searching for those eyes,
hoping to find it
as I turned on every corner.

Just so I can tell you -
I don't wanna lose you.



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