Your Road
i sit in my car,
idling with the burning engine.
my radio only plays your voice,
my rearview mirror only shows your car.
handprints plastered around the seat, the doors;
a part of you lingers,
except for the part i want.
headlights glow alone on the road,
circling around your neighborhood,
trying to pretend
i'm still looking for your house.
Copyright © Lily Dam | Year Posted 2023
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