The miles ticked away
And each tick tore his heart anew
A memory
A lasting impression of you
Your silhouette, melancholy
Stood behind him, watching him go.
His every fiber screamed at him to stop
Run back to
Standing alone
Each mile, as it moved pulled
Harder at his heart
He aches to return to you
His self feels incomplete
Without you
He is only a part of who they have become