Literature
Memories
Hush!
These stolen moments
between us
leave me an empty husk,
discarded in the gutter.
This forgotten time
of memories, not our own,
found abandoned on the roadside,
leading us to a destination
unknown.
Forever and an hour,
will I wait for you,
bearing the weight of
vandalized thoughts,
thoughts of another,
stolen by us, and used
for our own purposes.
The regrets of a thousand others'
lifetimes,
left unattended in the woods.