Good Old Days

I listened to the song, that I used to run away from you
walking in San Francisco 
I went backward
Your pictures are alluring. 
the music worthy
I closed my eyes to hear it again,
like I didn’t wish I was here when I did.
considered the door with the light coming in,
consoled knowing I would dream about this forever.
But, I still haven’t 
The ephemeral, light 
the song on the long ride to you
Trains, music, the clouds. 
God I really love 
the clouds, only agreed with me as I stayed there 
longer than I would have without the song.
Walking around Pittsburg, devoted to
going somewhere else
I am running away from