Running the city of Carlsbad.
I have gone bad.
'Cause this city has your name,
All-written out.
Passing the ocean,
Feeling the breeze.
I saw you running,
In the opposite direction.
We cheered each other...
Pointing at me,
Screaming for you,
Wait for me at the finish line.
There goes 13.1
Done!
I'm trying to find you,
And you were gone.
Walking the city of Carlsbad.
Remembering we passed by,
The places you showed...
That haunts our past.
YOU ARE READING
Evergreen (A Poetry Book)
Non-FictionIn the middle of chaos, I'm holding onto your evergreen. - Eric
