I didn’t even run inside, or worry about staying dry. Besides there is no where I can hide from these feelings now. Running down my face, takes me to another place. If I had my way, it would do this everyday. Because the closest I get to holding you again is every time the sky...
There’s a road that goes to an old friends house, where we grew up where we hung out and I’ve been on this highway for three hours now, and I’m trying to find it. There’s a feeling that I left behind, felt it once running down my spine, the fear of God the joy of...