7/22/2019

7/22/2019

A Poem by Andre Peterson

I got lost again under the glow of these street lights. And after weeks, these hotels feel more and more like home.
This city is very welcoming.
All the curious glances I get keep me wanting more.
But I've barely spoken a word to anyone since I have arrived.
This is such a big city after all.
Yet I keep thinking back to the day I left.
How you disappeared on the platform after my train had arrived and I was left wondering, will I ever see you again?
Perhaps not, yet I mustn't let this crush my dreams.
After all, why ponder on themes that are so lonely.

© 2019 Andre Peterson


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Added on July 23, 2019
Last Updated on July 23, 2019
Tags: Coping, mental health, poetry, poems, stories, storytelling, decisions, leaving, staying