Today marks day thirteen behind the wheel.
I'm not even sure what I'm running from anymore.
"I won't sit by as you run away." "I won't sit by as you run away."
"...but you know how it is. this time of year changes us."
As long nights turn into mornings I still feel alone.
I'm not even sure why I'm here anymore.
Why run from what I can't escape?
The wolves at my heels are tearing these weeks away.
I no longer care what you leave or take from the years we spent.
I remember the sun lime through the leaves.
I felt I could touch the sky,
The ocean with my hands. and my feet once planted.
This distance between us gives no comfort.
I've already forgotten your name.