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Jul 2015
My driveway
Crushed stone, over dirt.
That's all it seems to be.

But it is so much more than that.

That stone connects to the street
that street to the highway
that highway to your street
and your street to your driveway.

My driveway brings me to you.
It takes my heart, to yours.
Its a connection
A lifeline, between us.

But you don't see it that way.
You're there
and I'm here.
A while ago we might have been together.
But now
Now you don't need me
You don't want me
You've got your life
And it doesn't include me.

My driveway connects to you
It leads right to yours
But you're not welcoming me in
I wish you would.

I'm sorry the connections are gone
AB
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