You'll never be ready for it
You won't feel it coming
Like you can smell the rain before a storm
It just hits you
You'll be on your way somewhere
In the car
Hopefully alone
When you realize for the past few months you'd forgotten about the past
But you didn't kill it
You let it live in the back of your mind
And for a few months it was comfortable back there
Collecting dust like the past should
But all in an instant it's back
And you shatter because it makes you
You pull over because you can't stop shaking
Because this road is just an old road
Not the road you used to drive down every night when you were happy
And you smiled more often
And you could see the windmills from your car
And their lights blinked at you from the sky
You hate that road
But it's not about the road
It's about the people that drove it with you
It's about growing up
It's about people leaving
Everybody leaving
And the three months you spent alone in your bed trying to make the room stay still
But it didn't
And then it's over
And you come to and you're pulled over on the side of the road
Standing outside your car
You can't remember why you're there
Or where you were even going
And it's just an old road again
With two yellow lines and a name you can't remember
So you get in your car
And you go home