My heart races

I feel it pounding in my chest

I want to catch my breath and stop time

Make this moment last forever

But I know I can’t

He’ll be gone soon, like every other time

And I’ll watch from my window, as his old car rolls down the road, and eventually turns the bend out of my view

Forever.

There’s something a bit sad about watching a car drive away. Not knowing when you’ll see them again, or if they will ever come back.

Downtown Breckinridge.