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The Road


75 miles an hour

We were moving down the road

Talking of the pie we just ate

And quizzing one another on likes and dislikes

 

55 miles an hour

We were slowing down

The car was overheating

And so were our feelings

 

0 miles an hour

We stepped out and took a look

He was pissed and irritated

But I was cool and collected

I tried calming him down

 

120 miles an hour

He texted his sister

And called his dad

He screamed at his sister

And asked his father for help

 

10 miles an hour

We waited and watched as cars went by

I asked him if he wanted to wait in the car with me

He said no

 

0 miles an hour

I watched him texting a friend

And then I saw it

He was to be leaving back to college from winter break

Eight days earlier than expected

 

10 miles an hour

I began to cry

The tears streamed down my face

And I went into the car for shelter

 

150 miles an hour

I

Sobbed

Uncontrollably

We were

Trying to make this

Work

But it just wouldn’t

 

380 miles apart

The long distance was so difficult to cope with

And I missed him every day

There were going to be two weeks for us to see each other

And now it was just one

 

4 Months of pain and sorrow

Struggled

To materialize

In my mind

Half-realized words and phrases

Climbed mountains to get out of my mouth

 

3 feet apart

He opened the door

He asked one question

“Do you want to break up with me”

“I don't know”

I said

 

1,000 miles separating our minds

I thought and I thought

We were supposed to spend our lives together

We were supposed to be happy

But the distance

Was tearing us

Apart

I didn’t know what to do

So I sat

And I sobbed

And I thought

Until it hit me

 

2 Hearts separated by nothing

Love is not without struggle

Such as life is not without struggle

We reach trials

We climb mountains

And we grow stronger

 

I still loved him

As I always had

 

75 miles an hour

His dad came

And we got in the car

And drove away

On the road

Leaving behind pain and sorrow

And driving into a new realm

Of love and commitment

 
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