Bay to Bridges
It was chilly when I met you-
Chilling, we reconnected
Was my past life
Ever meaningful to you?
My depression was your cause
As yours was to her
That autumn day the foggy clouds
Decided to plunk down to earth
The distance was vaguely hazy
But on this seat, I couldn’t tell
The true clarity of the sun
Above the clouds
And I was lost on that winding road
As you were found, safe and sound
And that boat ride, I’ll cherish
For the rest of my time
Because my eyes had crinkled in honesty
The most it’d had in a while
My vision felt so open
While you shrouded them in shade
Before it was your time
We shared a final goodbye
On that train ride
Where you truly expressed concern for me
Just when I thought we were just friends
You were open
I was closed up
The sunset glow reflected my true feelings for you
Just when I thought I’d had given up-
That was my last memory of you.
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