If you had said "follow me"
I would have gladly given up everything to do so
As it is, your words do not shock me;
I have prepared for the worst.

I stare out the window and dream of Idaho...
Of home.
The weather reminds me strongly...
It feels like August all over again,
Where I walked hand in hand
Down the cracked roads
Discussing trivial problems of youth with my love...
Time has changed me.

These roads wear down my tires...
My soul.
I could change my course and head home if I had the money.
If you can't love me,
Then I shall long for my independence;
Grow despondant to your kisses.
Or will I?

My head is full of dreams...
As you lay on your side, sleeping, I can't help but remember
My love, holding me while I closed my eyes and dreamt of the future...
I despise the future and my dreams
Of running, drowning, searching;
Dreaming of dreaming...

Life is uncertain,
This I know.
I expect to come home to an empty bed.
I expect that this restlessness inside of me will remain.
I hush my instinct to cry.
How many more days?
I have close to no patience.

I am tired of my routine, work-horse life.
Will I ever do a damn thing that truly matters?
I light up my cigarette, crank up my music...
Street signs pass into my cold night.
This is just another week.
This... is my life.

your heroine

leave |me| alone

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