She walks alone on the brick lane, 

the breeze is blowing. 

A year had changed her forever, 

just like her grey home. 

He used to live so close here, 

we'd look for places I can't remember. 

The world was safe when she knew him, 

she tried to hold him, hold on forever. 

For all that never happens and all that never will be, 

a candle burning for the love we seldom keep. 

The earth was raw in her fingers, 

she overturned it. 

Considered planting some flowers, 

they wouldn't last long, 

no one to tend them. 

It's funny how these things go, 

you were the answer to all the questions. 

The memories made her weary, 

she shuddered slowly, 

she didn't want to. 

As a distant summer he began to whisper, 

and threw a smile her way. 

She looked into the glass, 

liquid surface showing that they were melding, 

together present past. 

So where can I go from here? 

The color fading, 

he didn't answer. 

She felt him slip from her vision. 

She tried to hold him, hold on forever. 

So close forever, 

in a silent frozen sleep. 

 



Eager to please was just the way that he was 

though his attempts there falling short, 

expectation 

see he would tell of all his conquests, 

was he bragging? 

but in the evening all alone 

Ellen unplanned delays 

saving for someone who really cared about you 

invincible they say 

married to your name 

she was the kind between a child and a lady, 

quick was her temper 

like a blaez from an ember 

no one had measured to her standard, 

so in the evening all alone all alone 

how do I tell them to open their minds 

and to take a chance 

maybe on finding life’s treasure stubborn they stay set 

in their ways really not wanting to be lonely not alone.