Another Poem.

Here is another untitled poem. I guess I never wanted to ruin this poem with a title because I love this one so much. I wrote this a long time ago. Its always been my favorite. I honestly don't know why but it has:


The streets are alive with lights
Electric glitter sparkling
And the wind so cold
Echoes of the past
Still lingers on,
Faintly I hear heartbreak
I fear Im loosing you
Hearts grow old
And feelings change
All will end in time..
Then the street lights fade away
Glitter turns to dust,
The echoes silence,
As the sun breaks free
The cold air dies
And still you are here.