1:32am

The silence of walking alone

without your cynical remarks,

and leaves crunching beneath

a pair of Nikes

was too loud for my ears.

I tucked a strand of hair

behind my left earlobe,

took a deep breath,

and instead of looking down

at the ground,

with flushed cheeks,

because you’d once said

that looking at the surroundings

was pointless

when I was present,

I looked up.

The sky was hazy like the day

we climbed rocks

to a cave, and you asked me

if you could carry me down,

but I joked that your back

would break if you did,

so I gazed at the road ahead �"

the path I was on still resounded

with the echoes of a solitary

pair of feet

mine.