Familiar Places Poem by DAVID TERRY

Familiar places seem foreign now
After several times back in this place
I walk down the streets that were familiar
But they were familiar because of you
Because we shared them together
The lights are the same
The streets are the same
The restaurants, hotels, and people are the same
But what isn’t the same
Is me
And that I’m here without you
Same sun, different day
Same moon, different night
Same fog rolling over the morning city
And my heart
Shrouding it cold, protecting it old
Our place is not our place with just me
It seems foreign now and I
Will be glad to leave it and not come back
Unless it with you