I watched the miles drift by slowly in time. I thought of golden chocolate coins at the end of gasoline rainbows. You looked at me and smiled, your fingers twined within the vines of my own. Hold on, hold fast, we merge and glide into the past that was once ours. Two lost souls drifting in and out of corn fields with our hands outstretched and our fingers barely missing the others. How Fate found us looking up at the same chemical stars a thousand miles apart. I reached out my hand to the heavens, closed my eyes... and within moments there you were looking down at me from the same such sky taking my hand and pulling me up towards you to go inside. Past and present merge as if dreams and reality shared the same space time. I was remembering laying out on the brick wall around my Grandmothers porch staring off down the street at the gravel road wondering if you were out there and at the end I am sitting with you looking back at the porch with its brick wall as we pass by saying to myself... "In time."
So many years. I turn around and look at the girl I was sitting on the park bench staring off into space waiting to see if you would turn around the bend in the road and simutaniously in that moment we do, and I am looking back at myself thinking one day, "In time." We leave, driving out of the small town together, watching the past fade with the miles of corn fields and haunted caves between us and the city's chemical stars.
Here I am sitting where you must have sat, opposite ends of the spectrum. They say the longest journey is that between two people... but I made it. And although one part of me is sitting in Seattle, leaning against a glass door waiting for you to call when you get home... the other part of me is sitting here watching the moments go by knowing any moment you will walk in through the door and find me here knowing I have never left you in all this time...