SoulReserve

Vagabond

I am composed
almost
entirely of
roads,
Walking alone,
dragging bags,
half worn with boredom,
The only connections
I had
I lost
to the tickets in my pocket,
But the love
I felt
churning in my heart
even when I was,
halfway across
the world
from you,
is the one true thing
I held on to.


©
SoulReserve 2016

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