The Town

Wrapped up against the cold

staring into the river.

That same river where you said

you could forgive her.

Now so many years later

you realise she never cared.

Still you cling on to

memories that left you bare.

Time has passed

but you are still that young boy

who got thrown away

like a disused toy.

The feelings that you had

remain buried deep in your soul.

Every so often the surface

looking to be made whole.

You look across the river

at the town that gave you life.

The place you walked away from

when she became another’s wife.

ancient architecture blue sky boats
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