Heresy of the Unprepossesing

Poem 1 - The Road

The Road,
It was where we met,
The wind blowed,
Chilling me,
Freezing my sweat.
My heart it belongs to you,
This endless route,
Never ending,
The only was is through.
Today I went,
Visiting this place,
It seemed as if it was made for us,
The poor road spent,
An empty space.
I looked around,
You weren't there,
Neither was a sound,
With not a second to spare,
These things I could not bear.
With a blink of an eye,
I remembered everything....
Us, you, me, and the happiness,
I could not deny,
Your everything I wanted.
So here I sit,
On the road with the wind blowing,
Remembering the day we met.