The road has been my mistress and the next time I'm restless I shall call on her again. Although for tonight our rendezvous has come to a peaceful end.
It is time to go back and walk the streets I've always known, I must return home. This old town lacks a certain mystery but still she has always been good to me.
So I will stay but only for awhile, taking in the comfort of her familiar style. Yet in time I will stray once more wearing a travelers smile.
She is so incredible...I probably should of told her that. Seeing her a few days ago was remarkable, it made me want to go back.
Go back to make it all alright, make up for all the lonely nights and every single silly fight. To show her that I too could reach new heights.
Looking back I see that our time was brief and yet being with her changed my every belief. She taught me so about laughter, love and finally grief.
It was somewhat like a fairytale that was only lacking a happy ending although in a sense our happiness is no longer pending.
She found love after me in a pure form that she never saw coming. I myself have moved around, found stable ground and learned to be silent in the chaos of sound.
It was healing to hug her and tell her about all the good she deserved. To make amends for who I'd been and share with her who I am.
