Here I am,16th and Broadway of downtown Denver
And here you aren't.
This is my reality,
and your reality,
the hell if I knew.
I'm a mile above you
in more ways than altitude.
Homesick and alone:
a fatal combination
for those with souls,
so I expect you're doing fine.
I'll stay here in Denver
and you'll…
the hell if I cared.
But be vain
because this is about you
and anybody else
seeking refuge in change
even at the expense of a relationship.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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