Out of my control

On the road next to my house

That's where you left me

That's where we are still us

That is where you still love me

I always expect you there

Subconsciously

I wait for you

Reviews

[Relic]

It's understandable that places remind us of a better time. I can picture what you're talking about and it becomes somewhat eerie while listening to the song I'm listening to.

Nice poem.