Memories of a Past Life

It’s the middle of the night and I’m
walking down an
endless street to nowhere
alone.
There’s no one with me.
There is only one thing I have,
memories.
I have no supplies, no company,
memories keep me going
My favorite is
the love I felt for
him
and the love he felt
for me.
But tears stream down my face as I know
That never again
will that love be felt again.
It’s lost
Forever.
I’ll never forget him though.
He’s the one memory I need to survive.
We were so happy,
we were one
But as I walk down this empty road alone,
I’m happy
that he’s not walking it with me.