I travel down those winding, back roads with the music loud enough so I could drift away and fantasize about dropping everything, driving all night long to get to you. When you were present the light seemed to pour right in and I was a bit shiny, brighter, but that’s not the way it can always be? Is it? For you were miles and miles away with your own commitments the things that tie you and weigh you down. I breathe it in and breathe it back out, those sultry moments, fond memories of you. It’s everything I cling to, but it’s nothing I can hold. The things we can hold, we treasure, don’t we? And the things we can’t just eat at us. It wears on us. Across the street, I spot a couple laughing and holding hands, the sun shines down on them in that moment like an afterthought. They seem to move on the sidewalk easily, yet hearts are on fire. The music plays on and on and on in my car until I think about that Robert Plant lyric “Catch the wind, see us spin, sail away, leave today.” And it touches me, at once, I finally feel connected to something, connected and understood by this voice on the radio.
Ashley Smallwood
1/5/2021 08:49:28 pm
Very good! You can feel the emotions of the character as you read.
Sue Clayton
2/5/2021 03:38:26 am
I see her as the other woman, musing on whether she should stay with her lover; sustain the pain of him being married with children, perhaps.
Natalie
2/5/2021 04:29:10 pm
But what is and what should never be...🎵. Love this one, Angela🤩 Comments are closed.
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