Blurred and nebulous
images streak past in the night.
My eyes burn,
my mind wanders
far away from this car and this road
and these thoughts.
It’s not emotions I have…
it’s them that have me.
Speeding past bridges and mile markers,
I wish I could drive away
from this problem;
this wanting
not to be hurt,
wanting not to hurt him.
Wanting to ignore pain and
numb this longing
in order to avoid
heartbreak.
The harvest moon
shines in a velvet backdrop,
leading me home.
Orange accompanied by
the starry skies-
a million tiny Christmas lights,
all shining for me.
Each of them-
a path
leading me to life.
The same moon
shone down a few days ago,
though it seems like
seconds ago,
years ago.
You and I,
falling in love,
witnessed only by
that moon,
those stars.
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Submission Name: (pt. 2)
