Street Lamps

I was walking down the boulevard
that was taking me away
from you
because my back was turned.
If it wasn't I'd bump
into you.
Rows of street lamps were my
knights in shining armour-
Delivering me from memories,
one at a time.
Then you called out to me
Saying I've left my keys
The boulevard melted into sea
The lights went out
Plunging me in
leftovers
of where the glow of lamps had been.
After all, the road that leads somewhere
also leads away from it.