old roads // you’ll never be ready for it/ you won’t feel it coming/ like you can smell the rain before a storm/ it just hits you/ you’ll be on your way somewhere/ in the car/ hopefully alone/ when you realize for the past few months you’d forgotten about the past/ but you didn’t kill it/ you let it live in the back of your mind/ and for a few months it was comfortable back there/ collecting dust like the past should/ but all in an instant it’s back/ and you shatter because it makes you/ you pull over because you can’t stop shaking/ because this road is just an old road/ not the road you used to drive down every night when you were happy/ and you smiled more often/ and you could see the windmills from your car/ and their lights blinked at you from the sky/ you hate that road/ but it’s not about the road/ it’s about the people that drove it with you/ it’s about growing up/ it’s about people leaving/ everybody leaving/ and the three months you spent alone in your bed trying to make the room stay still/ but it didn’t/ and then it’s over/ and you come to and you’re pulled over on the side of the road/ standing outside your car/ you can’t remember why you’re there/ or where you were even going/ and it’s just an old road again/ with two yellow lines and a name you can’t remember/ so you get in your car/ and you go home/
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