One's enough to take the edge off this night. White dashes flick past - past - past. Goo Goo Dolls sing the soundtrack for this short drive.
And you're not thinking 'bout tomorrow
'cause you were the same as me.
Everything so soft, so round. Friends so close to me minutes before and they will be again shortly.
This aloneness is all right.
When I step out into the parking lot to walk back, the cold wind hits my face, taunts my strides and takes my hair. The same wind as a year ago. The one that knew, The world you are living in is not real.
Swipe in, open door, I nod to wind and step inside.
Perhaps still not quite real, these situations and circumstances here. But closer, I think with beautiful music still singing softly.
This is my life now.
And I'll become
what you became to me.
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