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One-Way Street
A Poem
i’ve been down this road before —
so familiar it’s like i go by here every day
when, really, it’s just the nostalgia
in my heart that leads me here.
we could have walked together, once,
but i gave up that hope long ago
after i grew up a little too much
and realized you’d never change.
i left you at the crossroads
and continued onward by myself,
just like all the times before —
and it’s gotten so old.
you never offered me the map
leading down your solemn streets,
and i got lost again and again
without finding the real you.
it’s a shame, isn’t it?
we should have had a chance
against storms and wildfires —
but instead i’m walking alone.
this one-way street
never gets easier to traverse,
but i hold my head high anyway
because there’s no shame in going solo.
