A ghost town.
I can't describe it any other way.
The street lights are still glowing even though the sidewalk hasn't kissed the feet of anyone that wasn't just passing through in a while.
I don't know how to draw it out as anything other than abandonment.
The only one left is me, and I am not the best company to the hollow hallways and broken buildings that were left to fend for themselves.
Trust me.
I'm trying to describe it the best I can, but I have no idea how to portray the quiet of an empty home.
This ******* town is full of people, but I'm the only one.
I'm the only one who writes eulogies for the ones that are just passing through.