Valet

I park my ass right where I think I want to, and I don't back down. Sometimes. Other times I can't help driving after you, wanting to follow you to the ends of the earth, just for a chance that you'll listen. The rain is falling and thank god it is because that sound, that soothing rhythm, is the only thing keeping me sane right now. The sky cries so that I don't have to. The sky cries with me. I know it'll all feel different in the morning, I just wish it weren't so hard to understand. I wish a conflict hadn't created itself from nothing. I wish the unbelievable happiness I felt all evening hadn't melted away for a non-existent discord, an illusion of perspectives that could be so easily clarified if I had ten more minutes. Tomorrow offers itself, and I will take it. Hopefully then you will see that you are you and I am me and we never stopped working just fine.