Grew From The Past
Happiness hides inside these charcoal skies
I elude the days of its arrival
Only remembering its departure
Ghostly smiles long forgotten
A hilltop remembrance
The day I was pushed aside
Pushed from the booth
She smiled. He smiled. I fell
This endless falling grew old
I walked away thinking love could never recur
A hopeless romantic drifting along sidewalk journeys
I grew from the past as happiness began to slowly return
I grew from the past and realized not to get near your kind
I grew to love myself