today marks day thirteen behind the wheel.
i'm not even sure what i'm running from anymore.
i wont sit by as you run away.
...but you know how it is. this time of year changes us.
as long nights turn into mornings i still feel
alone. i'm not even sure why i'm here anymore.
why run from what i can't escape?
the wolves at my heels are tearing these weeks away.
i no longer care what you leave or take from the years we spent.
i remember the sun lime through the leaves.
i felt i could touch the sky,
the ocean with my hands. and my feet once planted.
this distance between us gives no comfort.
i've already forgotten your name.

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