Alone

I’m sitting on the metro.
Airport bound alone,
Had an amazing Greek girl.
Now I sit here alone.

We stop in Pallini,
Thoughts begin to form,
Get off and visit,
Just moments from the station
This girl sleeps alone.

Montage of the good times,
Drops start to fall
Can we turn back time,
Just to the night before.

I arrive in the airport,
Watching couples say goodbye,
I read a note she gave me,
Now I feel more alone

© 2012-2016

By Bryan Deakin

Hello and welcome to my site, my name is Bryan Deakin, 35yr old from Scotland. A Dyspraxic, Poet, Blogger and Community Activist, I studieda BSc(Hons) Sustainable Development, at the University of Highlands and Islands. Lover of all things Greek and Finnish, and a keen and active member of Falkirk SNP. Prior I was Vice President of Simple Machines, and Project Manager at Simple Machines Forum (SMF).

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