it's been a long ride for a short stay in this place. out on the road for hours to find i'm going in a different direction. the path gets dark with no street lights to keep you in the lines. just remember the reflectors are red on the wrong way side.
too many lights through cityscapes to safely drive myself home. distracted easily and still nervous on my own, i venture out into alley ways to pass the days i don't want to remember.
you find me in the nick of time and say, "i know all about that night in november.......and i still love you."
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