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Jordyn Fields Jun 2017
And sometimes that’s it
One of you moves from the bed and the spell is broken
The moment is gone
So you grab a light from off the nightstand
And spark because that’s all you have
The love you fought so hard for it gone

So you deal by crying- or blocking out the world
Dazed and afraid he looks back into your eyes
And for the life of you, you just can’t find a reason for him to stay

You watch him go-
Hear the door slam- but the engine doesn’t start
Because as you sit below the window
Tears streaming
He sits behind the steering wheel
Facade gone

You pray and pray for him to just rush back in
But eventually, the engine roars to life
And your twisted story ends

All that’s left are the skid marks on the road

— The End —