But we are both stuck here. and everything we love and our entire lives are in that other city 1.5 hours away.
another weekend full of rain and car rides and radio and the two of you sleepily trying to keep me company while we try to reach our lives every friday. and all the same components every sunday as we watch it fade back into the distance. and we get closer and closer to another week of waiting for another thursday night of bars and the next friday drive so we can see the again and not feel so left behind again, ans so we can hang on a bit longer.
and in 2 weeks you guys will be gone. and it will be only be me on those drives with the radio and the rain trying to make it to my life and my loved ones that have left me behind. (or have i left them behind?)