sometimes i think about
what my life would have been like
if i had driven 1200 miles that night
to meet you halfway.

it probably wouldn’t have lasted long
because you believe in God
and always wanted children
but i believe i’ve been abandoned
and couldn’t pass down this burden

the thought never stays for long,
just present for a moment, then it’s gone.
like a car passing through a sleeping town
in the middle of the night
on a 1200 mile drive.