This Road Hurts.

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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

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