Bryan Deakin

Scottish Poet / Blogger / Community Activist

Alone

I’m sitting on the metro.
Airport bound alone,
Had an amazing Greek girl.
Now I sit here alone.

We stop in Pallini,
Thoughts begin to form,
Get off and visit,
Just moments from the station
This girl sleeps alone.

Montage of the good times,
Drops start to fall
Can we turn back time,
Just to the night before.

I arrive in the airport,
Watching couples say goodbye,
I read a note she gave me,
Now I feel more alone

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