Waterloo Station

We were lovers
We were friends
We laughed and
Also, we cried
When I mourned
Your arms comforted
Your gentle hands drying
The tears of my eyes
And then we said goodbye
With a final kiss I walked away
And when I see you now
We are nothing more than
Strangers passing by

15 thoughts on “Strangers

  1. Lovers turning strangers is too unfortunate, painful a thing. Memories give sadness, making it hard to outgrow the estranged relationship. So… Anyway you depicted the unhappy condition pretty well, in as few words as possible. Well done!

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