The wind stole my words as I stood by the shore

Waves whispered secrets I’d heard once before

A suitcase in hand

A heart split in two

What am I leaving

And what’s leaving me too

Farewell to the roads that carried my name

Hello to the faces that never quite changed

I walk this thin line

Between gone and returned

Home’s where the fire still quietly burns

The trees bowed their heads as I wandered away

The clouds held their breath like they wanted to stay

But my shadow stretched long on the cobblestone street

With each step it followed

Incomplete

Do I carry the past

Or does it carry me

Like a ghost in the frame of a memory

Farewell to the roads that carried my name

Hello to the faces that never quite changed

I walk this thin line

Between gone and returned

Home’s where the fire still quietly burns

I’ve left a hundred goodbyes in my wake

But they never quite leave

They just patiently wait

Like stones in my pocket

Like whispers at night

They follow me home

They flicker in light