Oh, The Places We've Been



Oh, the places we've been
I keep going back to all of them
Keep retracing the steps
Keep trying to remember
How the laughter sounded
I wonder if you tried
To go back too
Is it only me
Or did you try to search me too
Among strangers
Walking along the scenic
Calle Crisologo
Where I first professed my love
And where you chose to break my heart
By walking away
Without telling me why
-Calle Crisologo,
Katie, 2016
Image: Jei
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