If the streets would talk
What exactly would they say?
Would they tell me of our adventures together?
Would it tell me of my time without you?
Would it tell me the stories of when you'd giggle and skip down the street
Or the stories of when I hung my head as the leaves fell down
Would it remind me of the warm feeling I had as you hugged me goodbye
Of would it remind me of the empty feeling I had when you were no longer there
What would the streets tell me?
Would it tell me your darkest secrets
You revealed to it in your silence
Or tell me the secrets I revealed to it in silence
What can the streets help me remember?
Our school walks home
Our night time walks
Your goofy humour
And awkward nature
Shined through on that dirt street
Our friendship blossomed on that street
Our love blossomed on that street
Our lives changed on that street
My life changed on that street
If the streets would talk
What could they remind me?
What can they make me remember?
What can they tell me?
Now that I'm strolling across this street alone
Without you there
Would the streets tell me
Would it remind me of the great times we had
Or will this street just be a closed off
Chapter of my childhood
I'll learn to forget
- Author: LrBryan (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 15th, 2021 17:19
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 16
Comments3
Good read Lexbry.
You never lose those good times of childhood as you walk along the roads of the past.
Andy
I really enjoyed your poem today.
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