A Hundred and Three Miles

A guy left his girlfriend for a month or two from Seattle, jumping on a train. He thought it was right, but after some time knew he was wrong. He went back only to find out that he'd been forgotten.

I swore I'd never leave,

yet here I am

a hundred and three miles

away from you.

 

I left Seattle

with a bag over my shoulder

in the middle of the night

thinking this was right.

 

Now that I've had some time

to think about what I've done

I may have been wrong.

So I'm heading back home.

 

I jumped on the train

coming back to you,

a hundred and three miles

of track between us.

 

When I got home

there was a car in the driveway

and someone else living there,

together, with you.

 

I rang the bell

and unrecognizing eyes met mine,

sure I may be dirty and unshaven,

but could I really have been forgotten?

 

You asked me

if there was something I needed.

I said no and left

walking off into the night.

 

I had a bag over my shoulder

and a train to catch.

Once again

heading out into the unknown.

Author's Note

Once again just asking for some feedback. Like in my other ones as I've said I'm not to confident in myself and would like to know if you think these are good. Tell me what you think, everything helps.

Reviews

[SyberRose]

A very unique write...and a sad one also...Rose