Welcome sleepless night

I went to that picnic bench where we first sat and talked. 

Someone else was sitting there

I went to that black metal bench near the fountain.

Someone had drawn graffiti on it.

I went to that small wooden bench in the woods with our names carved in it.

Someone had thrown it into the pond

I went to the bench that's upstairs in the train.

The train had been towed away because no one visited anymore.

I went to that bench behind the playground where our dreams reached the sky.

It was gone. The owners saw no need for it anymore. They said it was s nice memory

I went to that rocking bench outside of the store.

Someone had bought it 

I went to all those benches facing the stage across the pond at the park.

The park was being torn down.

I went to that orange bench at the playground.

It had melted from the sun and the school was closed

I went to that table bench outside the grocery store that has raspberry tea.

The umbrellas had caught the tables and carried them away in the wind.

I went to those black chairs and that table that make up one of my most vivid and loved memories. 

They were thrown to the side of the bakery, forgotten

Here comes another sleepless night where I'll stare at the wall.

Or maybe I'll down those pills and dream it all never happened.

Or maybe it didn't happen

But Of course it did

There's no proof anymore