Wrong Way
Raindrops hurl themselves at the windshield
The wipers race to keep up
Failing to, I squint to see the road in front of me
Monday morning
Driving the wrong way
Why can’t I turn around
Hurl myself at you the way the rain races to the ground
Why can’t I cry like the clouds into your chest
The comfort of your arms like an umbrella
Protecting me from reality
My blinker clicks in a mocking tone
This turn is one turn farther from you
One more turn the wrong way
Why can’t I screech to a halt
Spin back into your realm
Where nothing else matters
Where rain is a chance for a kiss
Where thunder is a reason to move closer
To feel your heart pound against mine
The road is straight
But I can’t see far ahead
The rain is in sheets now
Screaming at me to go back
But sometimes in life
You have to go the wrong way
To get to the right place
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