gone

I see the mountains fly by, and the window is rolled down. I let my hand fly with the wind, leaving a trace of me behind. Perhaps that I may find my way back or that you could follow.

Too soon, the window was rolled up, cutting off any trails.

No, please don't let me leave. I don't want to go. 

But the tires are already on the road. I am already flying ahead of you at fifty miles per hour. And I don't want to go. Because that is home. I found home, but then I had to leave.

Please no. Let me stay.

My heart screams out, and my hand wants to reach for yours. Don't cry, I tell myself, or you'll never stop. But a tear escapes my eye.

The mountains fly by and the sun shines. Too fast, too fast, too fast.

I can't stay home. Not for long.

But I want to stay forever. I want to give you deep hugs, sing my lungs out, and pray to God. I want to talk about dumb things with you and ask you how your day was. I want to see your eyes twinkle. I want to feel your body heat.

i can't i can't i can't

i have to go.

Please, don't forget me. 

The earth sings its goodbye tune. I try not to listen. It's too hard. I'll break.

"Don't cry, it makes me sad." 

I can't help but laugh and let loose a few tears. I'm already sad deep down in my soul. I hate saying goodbye. It hurts.

I look over to my riding-partner and we smile sadly at each other. We're leaving you, I know it. We both know it. And it hurts us more than we can say.

"I left my heart back there...

by the fire to warm up." 

And we laugh, because we left more than our heart. We left our home. We left you.

But we'll be back soon.

Someday.

♥