This Road Hurts.
This road hurts to tread. It scatters my memory and heart everywhere with Every look I take. Those places where our hands met and our eyes meshed. Our worlds colliding into one. Never had I felt this much stillness in my life. so much excitement had me blindfolded. Feel more, think less, Feel less, think more, Who the hell cares, I was in love. 'twas all that mattered.... no more. I'm lost in streets, corners and ways Each place screams your name, And I try to look for you in vain. See the stars, perhaps, they may say. This road hurts, Each meter, each stop Yells a story only I know. This road hurts To and fro, I wander.... Markish April 11th Escazu Road 11am/5pm