Places

I haven't been to Wilmington

Not since he said goodbye

But I was never there for him

Only you and I know why

That steel bench means far too much

Than a simple thing ever should

I remember what happened there

The ugly, the bad, the good

The gods that should've smote us

We made mockery of their mountains

My god, how I adored us

But the end, we both could sense

I miss the beach I walked on

Well by now you know that lie

I really came that winter

Because I couldn't say goodbye

I miss the friendly strangers

Though I wasn't there for them

I crave a sense of danger

When friendships start to end

I miss that town

But I'm past that now

I'm even eating peaches

It's been a while

But now I smile

Remembering these places