When I walk in your street,
The sparks of you lighten up
The dark lanes of my thoughts
The dust on the broken road
Has the essence of your fragrance
The rusted lamp posts
Giving out the last of their shine
It's getting darker here every moment
And I need to get out of this creepy place
But something about this attracts me
Not letting me go
The mazes of lanes trapping me in
Strangling me with our memories
Like a lost child crying for mother
Like a fish thrown out of water
I gasp desperately to get out of here
But which lane shall I take
All of them lead to you.