You felt Anne Frank's house
to be haunted
when we went there
while camping
in Amsterdam.
It had a haunting feel,
I sensed too.
We had coffee
in a small cafe,
then walked through
the various streets.
We'd seen
the Van Gogh art,
then went back
to base camp
to our tent.
We'd bought a few souvenirs
to take back home.
You said you didn't want
to think about that:
the going home part.
You to Scotland
and me to Southern England.
I guessed we'd not meet again;
although we might
keep in touch.
But we didn't.
After parting
I at that London station
we went our separate ways.
I still remember
you waving
until your train
was out of sight,
like a dream
vanishing from.night.
Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 4:25 AM UTC
You felt Anne Frank's house
to be haunted
when we went there
while camping
in Amsterdam.
It had a haunting feel,
I sensed too.
We had coffee
in a small cafe,
then walked through
the various streets.
We'd seen
the Van Gogh art,
then went back
to base camp
to our tent.
We'd bought a few souvenirs
to take back home.
You said you didn't want
to think about that:
the going home part.
You to Scotland
and me to Southern England.
I guessed we'd not meet again;
although we might
keep in touch.
But we didn't.
After parting
I at that London station
we went our separate ways.
I still remember
you waving
until your train
was out of sight,
like a dream
vanishing from.night.
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