I walked the road you walked

I ran the path you ran

I strolled the boulevard you knew too

I chased you down our avenue


My hand, outstretched

You, beyond its reach

I sensed a feeling, forgotten, lost

I felt a pain you had embossed


When I could run, I’d run so fast

My haste, like youth, I knew, ne’er could last

When I could touch your mouth, you came

Whispering, so only I could hear your name


My sweet angel, hold me, embrace kismet, please

I’m destined to mistrust the ease

With which you turn, and walk away

Bringing dark night sky to the sunshine’s day

Published by Owen Tilley