#56 The Puzzle

After we returned, we were all alone.
We lost all touch, we had to just live ahead.

Our assumed identities remained
In the places where we had lived.

The brightly lit streets and a radio somewhere,
They were the only ones to know us.

The images stuck like a vision,
Our eyes bled fire, and the empty punches of frustration.

After failing to find the time that fled,
There was nothing left behind.

Except broken mirrors, dried up stains, and misery.
They were all that reminded of the smiles gone forever.

A single photo frame stood through all that happened.
I simply walked today as well.

Will there be a day when we meet again?

I know a day might come when we find
Each other at a busy corner of the street.

A day when we can smile again,
A day when I face myself fully.

However right now is not the time.

Today as well, a damp wind blows
The rain patters on the roofs and trails.

Then, just like a warning my phone rang.
Only a silence was there to respond.

The name I thought I had left behind,
Stared at me, taking me back to a forgotten life.
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