Ready Anytime

So more has passed an miles have been driven. Thoughts held close are now discarded and let go. Deep inside the creation that had been built crashes hard on the floor.

You hate that as each day went by she lured you further in to a lie. The road seemed so sure. The dips you hit should have given it away. The nonsense that flowed out of her mouth was nothing but mindless insincerity. Still you don’t cry.

Now all that is left is a empty tripp that has left you further down the road.