Across The Highway

I felt this connection

 

With the boy across the street

 

He kept walking on the opposite side

 

But I felt like he was walking with me

 

As I found a place to sit

 

I found him still walking on his side

 

With a cigarette in between his lips

 

As he sat down

 

Across the busy highway

 

We were staring at each other

 

But there was still silent say

 

As the cigarette burnt out
 

He got up

 

And walked a different route

 

And I'm still hoping

 

He'll turn around

 

And we can be on the same territory

 

And have a sound

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