Walking Down Fourth Street Poem by Ryan Cole

Walking down Fourth Street from your apartment
heading towards Pico and the long trip back
My head full of thoughts i shouldn't have
My heart full of wants I can't let go

I wanted you so that night
For days and months
But I couldn't take as a prize that which is only a gift
And I wouldn't want to be someone you regretted

Another mistake in your journey down
So I took you home that night
but didn't stay
We will never be lovers
Not even friends

As I walked down Fourth Street from your place
Towards Pico and the long trip home
You were so lost then
Lost then, as I am now