Neon Dark
In the distance, my silhouette fades
like a distant dream,
between the mist of memory
and the nostalgia of those days.
With every step, I move a little further from you,
like the waves that kiss the shore
and then leave endlessly.
The clouds descend to hide me,
made of tears that seek to drown me.
Without your love, I am a wandering soul.
Will the city forgive my departure,
while I sing my songs in sorrow?
Six weeks have passed since we spoke,
Will you be on the shore, waiting? I wonder,
but it seems too late to return now.
I walk away, though my desire
is to love you and embrace you with longing;
no one loves you like I do, it's true.
Walking these empty, cold streets,
where your name is not heard, yet,
How will I know how you feel?
I seek answers in the lights of downtown, in my laments,
among smoke and rented rooms,
empty bars and the golden light of dawn.
How will I know if you understand it too?