I Walk Down The Street With No One By My Side
I walk down the street without anyone by my side.
Truly, I walk through life alone, only joined briefly by another pair of shoes that step in time with mine, a smile and a hand to hold until another tugs them away. I do not wait for love. I've seen what it does. It burns the hands it does not hold, it ices over the hearts it cannot infect, it drowns in tears the people it cannot tempt. I have been love's victim- someone's else's love, one that does not deign to include me.