One way street

A Poem by Tarpe

I find it strange...
How In the streets I don't see your face

All the cafes Ive been to
Hoping that its you Id run into
Why do I do this to myself

Trying to forget that everything reminds me of you

Its my heart versus my brain
they are both telling me what I should do

I cant listen to either
because Its clear that its her they both desire
No way back this is a one way street
I guess Ill keep on driving with an Empty Passengers seat...