I loved him once, like a song on the radio,
on a station I tuned into by mistake.
It made my head sway and my hands stomp on the steering wheel,
with the window — and my heart — wide open,
my hair undone
in the road trip of my soul.
As I drove past my fears,
not looking back in the mirror,
the song felt like an anthem
and I felt free.
I pictured myself on the road forever,
chasing endless sunsets,
and sunrises through the hills,
and made me forget I was on the road right then.
As the final chord drew near,
I waited for the announcer to call it's name,
But I passed the threshold of town
and the end became static
And its name forever lost
So many times I tried to find
the tune that played as a loop
inside my head.
it haunted me for ages
until one day,
I simply forgot.
Like that song of perfect freedom,
I loved him once, and never more.
