The moon rises high into the night.
Casting reflections across the rain soaked streets.
Images of you walking away is all I see.
I chase you through the ripples,
disappearing beneath my feet.
I chase you through the dawn
until your reflection is just gone.
And through tears I wonder,
Will you ever return to me?
Or will your reflection
haunt me forever,
within my memories.
trying to work through some writers block
maybe not my best work.