The freeway sign read “San Diego, 89 miles”
When the accident occurred.
It wasn’t my accident,
Nor was it my fault -
But I still felt the need to apologize.
Maybe because I could feel the shock.
I wasn’t even close though -
Going the opposite way.
Or maybe part of me just wanted to be the hero?
What a day.
The freeway sign read “San Diego, 53 miles”
When the incident occurred.
I know my car’s old,
I thought I could make it -
…no, I didn’t.
Maybe I needed a break,
I needed some time away -
Not from any thing in particular.
Or maybe part of me was hoping for this to happen?
What a day.
The freeway sign read “San Diego, 45 miles”
When it all went to hell.
I had it under control,
I thought I did -
I had it under control?
Maybe it just was not the right time.
What was I doing -
I was going the wrong way.
Or maybe I was trying too hard?
What a day.
The freeway sign read “San Diego, 26 miles”
When I realized that I was in love with you.
What a day.
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