This Town

By , Hayden, AZ
This town reminds me of you.
Everything about it.
You left, I stayed behind.
But your memory keeps me company.
The wind seems to whisper your name.
The rain brings with it your warmth,
The warmth of your embrace on that stormy night.
It brings back the touch of your kiss
As the rain drizzled down on us.
That old porch swing invites me over.
But it’s not the same without you there next to me.
The easy conversation, the slow steady swinging,
And the way that smile never left my face.
But that smiled faded away when your car disappeared into the horizon.
You left with my smile; I stayed behind with your memory.

This town reminds of you.
Everything about it.
You left, I stayed behind.
But your memory keeps me company.
I look for your car throughout the town limits.
The car we rode around in.
Listening to music I was barely familiar with,
Music that kept beat with my pounding heart.
Sweet kisses at stop signs,
Hands intertwined, resting in my lap.
Butterflies in my stomach,
Fireflies in the night sky.
Happiness engulfing my entire body
And living for the moment.
That old slab of cement has history.
The first time you hugged me.
Our first kiss.
And so many kisses after.
That slab of cement stores memories,
Memories I never thought I’d have with you.
Sneaking out, making out.
But now, not working out.
Not with you gone.
Not with me here with an old slab of cement
And memories of us in a car,
A car you drove away in,
Leaving me in the dust.
You left with that car; I stayed behind with this cement.

This town reminds me of you.
Everything about it.
You left, I stayed behind.
But your memory keeps me company.
I hate this lonely house on this lonely block.
These walls swallow me inside of them
And drown me in the remembrance of you.
They scream “Remember when?”
Remember when you held me in your lap on my couch?
Remember when you cuddled with me for hours?
Remember when everything seemed so extraordinarily perfect,
Or is that just the way I saw it?
Because now perfect seems so far fetch.
The distance between us killed that.
The distance between us is killing me.
Slowly.

This town reminds me of you.
Everything about it.
You left, I stayed behind.
Now I wait for your memory to be the real thing again.

This town.





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