(for L.K.)
against the wind listening to you yet again --
You need to talk; You need to be heard
You need more and more --
lost on your one-way highway.
We pull over, I listen empathy turns to pity
(long for a relationship both giving both receiving)
come so far; I see where the hard road goes
one-way highway, no view
grey skies over grey broken asphalt
can't mend, no room to pass.
I'm turning left
toward the sunrise
drive in both directions
breathe green landscapes under blue skies
fastened seatbelt I'll follow the yellow lines
simple requests that take nothing from me
on a two-way highway
pick up speed
feel the breeze in my hair through the open window
pray one day you'll catch up
a smile widens on my face
the sun sets in the rearview mirror.
1 comment:
How many times i do this
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