Alone

My first foray into poetry. The lonliness of being left by the one you love.

Flashing
Red
The only stop for miles around
On one corner the soda fountain
Home of his first kiss
And now his last
His shiny black truck feels out of place here
Stopped at a crossroads
Chrome still spinning
Wanting to move on
Hesitating a little too long

Far away it waits
Empty now
Bars on every window
Blank white walls, unforgiving
Closing in, imprisoning
Disjointed from the world

She has left him
Alone