The City Lights

The city lights still shine on those roads,

The steps that walked them still take the same path,

But the hands that once remained clasped, are now separated,

The tectonic plates of their life cycle had shifted,

Moving away from each other at rapid pace,

The notebook that carries the letters professing love,

Its pages have now turned crisp and yellow,

Those small presents that once brought enormous joy,

Are now notorious objetcts of despair,

The moon shines bright still,

But shines no longer for that one soul,

Their dreams never saw the light of day,

Memories remain passengers, at the back seat of Life's vehicle.