Like an ancient elephant, I�ve returned to the place of death.

Regret in a town of bad memories.

Truly, my willpower is nothing.
For a year I stayed away,
Forever commenting on how it finally happened.
I got away.
I was gone. Real gone.

For a year I was in the middle of it all.
Everything at my fingertips.
Everything a stroll away.
All there for the taking.

When I was up there I wanted constant companionship.
Second-hand cigarette smoke.
Blackout walks home.
Everynight I'd walk Harvard Square.
Thinking about home.
Thinking about how you died of a broken heart.

And like a first-time thief,
I'm back to the scene of the crime.
I don't walk these streets.
I don't look in their eyes.
They are no one I want to know.
I am no one they will ever know.

Back with a gaggle of lifelong strangers.
Lives so empty, yet no time to connect.
In a year I made myself a family,
Only to come home to a romanticized corpse.

People who I've known forever
Are as forgotten as one night stands.
People who come through fleetingly,
I can't function without.

A year of loneliness and loathing it.
A lifetime of loneliness and loving it.

Reviews

[Leah]

'Romanticized corpse....' - That got me hooked. Soo much to read and take in. Emotions and drama. I enjoyed reading it.

[Aaron B.]

Back with a gaggle of lifelong strangers.
Lives so empty, yet no time to connect.
In a year I made myself a family,
Only to come home to a romanticized corpse.

People who I've known forever
Are as forgotten as one night stands.
People who come through fleetingly,
I can't function without.

A year of loneliness and loathing it.
A lifetime of loneliness and loving it.

Those lines really sum how it feels to go back to somewhere you havent been in awhile!

I LOVE THEM!

keep up the good work!