DividedA Poem by Little BirdieIt's impossible for you to ever fully leave these dirty concrete floors.Sunsets will never forget you, and neither will this town. It's impossible for you to ever fully leave these dirty concrete floors.
I waved as we parted in the airport. I waved and I waved and I stared long at the place where you stood before you went out of sight.
As I walked home, the wind was slow but harsh, greeting my uncovered skin with a thousand cold kisses as it pulled me deeper into its soothing core.
Your name carved into my bones will never really fade and I will never really stop looking into another sunrise with the hope of finding you. © 2011 Little BirdieReviews
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