Where London Used to Be

I keep saying I’ll go home…

but home doesn’t answer anymore

Only the trains still whisper through the dark… and never for me

I remember mornings by the river’s edge

Steam on the glass as we rushed through the fogged-up ledge

The city would shake when the trains rolled in

Like a heartbeat buried under London’s skin

Underground lamps and the tunnel’s glow

Oil-lit shadows where the people would flow

“Mind the gap,” they’d say with a smile

Like the world could break and still be worthwhile

They told us not to look back too long

But how do you leave when the place is gone?

Not burned, not broken, not turned to dust

Just emptied of everyone it used to trust

I miss London like it’s still alive

Like I could still catch the train at night

Hear the steam breathe through iron and stone

And feel like I was never alone

But it’s quiet now in a way that hurts

Like the city forgot what it used to be worth

And I’m still here, but I don’t belong

In a place that keeps pretending it’s not gone

I stand where the platforms used to shake

Waiting for trains that will never wake

The Underground lamps in a trembling line

Throwing weak light through forgotten time

Stations echo under lamp-lit gloom

With voices that faded too soon from the room

“Mind the gap,” but the gap is wide

And nothing returns from the other side

We don’t say her name out loud anymore

But the silence remembers it more and more

Every rail line under the broken sky

Still thinks it’s time for another ride

I miss London like it’s still alive

Like I could still catch the train at night

But the tracks lead nowhere I understand

Just echoes passing through empty land

And I carry it like a wound in my chest

A city that never learned how to rest

I’m still here, but I don’t belong

In a place that keeps pretending it’s not gone

Sometimes I hear it beneath my feet

Like steel remembering every beat

And I swear if I close my eyes too tight

I can ride it back into the night

But I open them and there’s nothing there

Just lamp-lit shadows and broken air

And “Mind the gap” comes back again

Like the city is speaking through what was then

I miss London like it’s still alive

Like the trains still run through the night

But the platforms are empty, the rails don’t sing

And nothing returns when the tunnels ring

So I walk through a city that used to be mine

With a memory lost on a broken line

I’m still here, but I don’t belong

In a city that’s gone… but feels so strong