Wandering endlessly backwards
as the songs we played still fall on my heart
Backing away instead of staying,
trying to make sense of what’s fallen apart
Knowing love’s not so simple ,
sometimes, more than words can describe
like running in the rain barefoot,
while others just stay inside.
Keri London
1977©
The shadows still block the light
and yet sunshine flickers through.
When I wash my car, even now,
I always think of you!
Why do my memories seem
like a valued work of art?
Why is it that yesterday
is still trapped inside my heart?
Am I just in love with the boy
that I wanted you to be,
even though today,
you are but a stranger now to me?
It makes me wonder if I was just in love
with the “you” inside my head,
just a figment of my imagination
a mere fantasy instead…
An escape from reality,
a place that I softly fall,
a love that I used to know
that meant the most of all?
Or was it ever really real,
that place I’d wander to…
The Neverland of make believe
where I thought that I’d find you?
Keri London
1977©
keris journal 
