Lost in July's Winter

Location

4042 BARNES AVENUE
228TH STREET
United States
44° 4' 2.6688" N, 98° 29' 19.3272" W

I strolled down the stone path

as trees started to whisper

"Who is she? Why is she here?"

I walk here everyday at the same time

at the same pase

and i'm still unknown?

Confused.

Touching and chomping snow as i walk

Snow? In July?

Millions of ideas ran through my head

but me being lost wasn't one of them

I turned back based on my gut

But as i turned, so did the roads.

North south east west

they were all just names now.

no cars, no people.

no one to ask for help

a warm tear rolled down my face and lightly dropped to the ground

ammused by the snows reaction.

it melted, as if it too was hurt.

As if it too was forgotten. 

i've become blind to my surrounding based on my own ego.

everyone and everything has a story.

 

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