When the World Keeps Spinning
It’s funny how my world stopped turning at that red light;
the red light that would bring me to your house with one left turn.
I once parked the car by your front yard,
in a moment of goodbye
You were already long gone.
It’s funny how certain street names
hung heavy with meaning.
Now, if I drive past your block,
and I recall those streets,
I’m just driving,
and they are just words.
Lauren Suval studied print journalism and psychology at Hofstra University, and she is a writer based in New York. Her work has been featured on Psych Central, Thought Catalog, Catapult Community, and other online publications. Lauren's e-book “Coping With Life’s Clutter” and her latest book, “The Art Of Nostalgia,” a collection of personal essays, can both be found on Amazon. She loves to be followed on Twitter @LaurenSuval and on Facebook @LaurenSuvalWriting.
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