Leaving hope

Sat in the station
the bus set to depart
is this our final goodbye
or a brand new start

Sat in the window seat
see the life rushing past
feel my heart beat
pumping so fast

Sat thinking of those days
walked streets with you
now I walk away
cant help but feel blue

Sat remembering the love
this place felt like hope, at home
the place fit me like a glove
world feels monochrome

Sat head in pieces
recalling the days, the dinners, the talks
the hours sat on beaches
the nights, the fights, love, hate, the long walks

As the bus pulls out
ponder the future, so much doubt
is this all a new start
or a lost heart

Thanks for reading,

Peace and Love.

Kyle.