Walking down that old street where it wasn’t too long before
My hand was grasped tightly in his as we ran passed the abandoned restaurant
That was left alone when things got rough
Now that place is so lonely, so cold

Cars drove passed every so often, but it was too early in the morning for many to be awake
Dogs bark as we pass each house, but he doesn’t wince at the sounds
that haunt us like ghosts following our every move

He laughs at my fear as
I grip his had even tighter than before
He stops at that familiar stop sign
As he pulls me closer to him

I could feel his heart beating
As he told me he loved me for the first time
And how we would be together forever
He looked deep into my eyes and my heart melted like always

He sat down on that bench; rusted and overused by many
He gestured for me to sit by him
He moved closer to me and wrapped his arms around me to keep me warm

At two a.m. this place was heard to be scary
Or at least that’s what I was told, but he pushed my fear away

Now I walk down that street as if it were all a dream
For I have no hand to grip as my fear takes over me
And because I have no one to keep me safe and warm
For I have been abandoned too, just like that restaurant
For being left alone is the meaning of death itself

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