Roads Traveled

Last night began slow, traffic bad
On my way, I was to meet
A friend to go eat and dance
New moves learned I felt my feet

Hearing her presence and laugh
Traveling far over the phone
She feels so close that it hurts
Meeting her has shown

I’m alive, I breathe her words
Treasured, there inside my soul
Our shared dreams and memories
We’re not meant to have control

Night at an end, I drive back
Highway lights pass in a blur
Navigation has been set
Towards my heart, shared with her.

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