You won't remember
the conversation
And she won't
remember the revelation
You'll be in your
car nodding to the vibrations
She'll be on her
bed letting the pain sink in
Every three and
half minutes
Your mind changes
and the song switches
Your heart goes to
your toes and you push down
The wind blows
through your hair
And keeps your eyes
dry
Drive
Drive to the other
end of a small island
Drive far away from
the heart that you've broken
Drive away from the
pain
And go into the
water
Swim
Swim good
You're free as she
stains pages
And imprisons her
kindness in cages
Eventually she
flees from the pain
And stops herself
from going insane
As her soul drives
away in a Prelude
November
13, 2011
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