Same Journey~New Year

The air is misty with the rain of December,
as I walk down the cobbled street.
In the silence of winter's past,
I hear the echoes of a laugh
that once made my heart beat.

But there is no one else on the street,
only the light gathering of a cool rain.
My heels tap a melody as I walk,
the song is familiar and ageless
like condensation on a window pane.

The day stretches out before me.
I watch the stones disappear,
as my steps take the same path.
Will I discover something new
on this journey in the new year?

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My intention was to write a romantic poem but this one appeared instead.