The Details

Total Black.
The lines on the road simply fade into the darkness.
Hills and Horizon; there is no difference.
Does this road lead anywhere?
Everywhere?

I feel every rock, hole, and bump in the road.
This van saw it's best years pass, but it was never told.
A boy I know nothing about.
Too foolish to quit, too simple to fold.

The moon lights our way.
It hides behind every cloud and tall tree,
But it does not let me linger in the dark.
For a final hour, she grants my plea to see.

In the moment before twilight
We find the snow
Bleak and melting....
Although, simply reminding

This boy is my navigator
He tells me when to turn or twist
"Up this hill, and then your 3rd left"
Then he is asleep.

The road winds on and on.
I take many turns, but it is the same road.
I wonder where it ends, as the sun rises.
I shall never know.


The fog rolls in,
The snow fills out.
As if in a dream I steadily continue on
But it is all the same.

As I rise from the mist,
I'm greeted by walls on either side.
I feel trapped, but excited.
Home is wide open.

A river runs sleepily next to me,
Frozen over completely.
It is quiet here.
This place does not exist.

As I rise above it all,
And look down on all I've seen.
I see white. Forever.
As far as the eye can see.

And then I arrived,
And it was over.

It's curious though.
How from afar, everything was the same
But I remember the little things.
The details.

For all the girls I've loved and laughed with.
It may all seem the same, from where we stand, so far away today.

But I remember the little things.
The Details.