She sees him from across the highway
He's looking back at her
one hand in his pocket, the other spanning a wave
So she blows him kisses and gestures her heart
but it can't possibly reach him
because cars and semis stretch them apart
so she spins in circles and sees what surrounds
the sight isn't nice
Because he's not around
she analyzes her chances at dodging a bullet
and admits that they don't look good
But she decides that her happiness will always be worth it
She puffs out her chest and takes in some air
and sees him smirking at her
She closes her eyes as the wind blows her hair
Wind below her feet, she skates across the road
she's never felt this rush before
and faster than expected, across from him she showed
Proud of the miracle that brought her across the highway
She reaches for the hand by his side
But he turns his back and walks away.
Nov 29, 2011
Nov 29, 2011 at 6:25 PM UTC
She sees him from across the highway
He's looking back at her
one hand in his pocket, the other spanning a wave
So she blows him kisses and gestures her heart
but it can't possibly reach him
because cars and semis stretch them apart
so she spins in circles and sees what surrounds
the sight isn't nice
Because he's not around
she analyzes her chances at dodging a bullet
and admits that they don't look good
But she decides that her happiness will always be worth it
She puffs out her chest and takes in some air
and sees him smirking at her
She closes her eyes as the wind blows her hair
Wind below her feet, she skates across the road
she's never felt this rush before
and faster than expected, across from him she showed
Proud of the miracle that brought her across the highway
She reaches for the hand by his side
But he turns his back and walks away.
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