These Streets

Orange leaves fall over my pain
There’s only these streets and the rain
Pouring down, oh I miss you so
For me there’s no place else to go
But these streets

Do you still remember the joy we had
I never thought I would long for it so bad
The first person I really knew and loved so
For me there’s no place to go
But these streets

My cheeks so striped from all the tears
Your departure set free all my fears
Only you can understand why I feel so low
For me there’s no place else to go
But these streets

I am only waitig for the day to come
When we would be again like one
Running away from this world we know
For me there’s no place else to go
But these streets

poem © Noora
two pictures © Aphrodite

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