1

one.

it's the last number. the last kiss, the last dance, the last breath, the last...
when it's finally here, it gets to you. the voices inside my head, the voices...

the last time taking the train across town,
the last time on that endless bus ride,
the last time walking down my very own penny lane,
the last time breathing a sigh of relief at my own quiet place,
the last time seeing that familiar gate,
the last time smelling that fresh turf,
the last time seing those eager faces,
the last time saying goodbyes,
the last time treading the path home listening to the sound of trains passing by.

goodbye to romance.
goodbye.


+listening to: last kiss by pearl jam