Tuesday, February 7, 2012

"an infinite nighttime lit by streetlights"

I've been down these roads before and sometimes in my best nights, I feel like I live here, forever driving. In this utter in between from home and where I think my happiness lies. I am driving to it, constantly, but the road never ends and I am left forever anticipating what it would feel like to finally reach that destination.

In the quiet nights when there is no cloud and just the moon, we share a moment and I feel safe. No one is around and I am the only one on the road, darkness hugging me tightly, comforting me. I don't need to get there. The destination isn't all that important. It was always all about the ride.

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