By LaReina
Date: 1 November 1999

Foreigner

The breeze gently caresses my face as
feelings of anxiety rush through me.
My breath becomes shallow.
The voices muffled around me,
as I hear these strangers talk,
but I have no response.
Their faces ask me questions
which I cannot answer.
Their coldness I feel next to me
as they pass me by.
The man I've come to see, 
a stranger to me now.
He looks at her with the same eyes
he shared with me.
He speaks to her with a sweetness 
I thought I had forgotten.
I slowly let go of my grasp
the memories I've held for so long.
The forest isn't far, 
and the rain hides the tears.
I wish that I could run. 
Run far from this foreign place
he calls home.

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