Seperate, Not Apart by Elizabetta

Not the first time we've been in these seats,
Listening to the radio softly
Mood music, not a conversation filler
Laughing as we make three consecutive rights
Just to avoid turning left
Talking about life
Your life, my life
People
Boys
Nothing
For hours and hours
It has been awhile
Now the streets are filled with ice
Last time we drove the windows were down
I can still here Kenny Chesney's twangy voice
Providing a soundtrack to the stories you told

But for the past few months,
I've been driving these streets myself
When I was in the drivers seat,
The radio blasting
I missed you
But I think I missed you the most
When I decided to save time,
Risk my life
And turn left.
I wondered what you would think

Here we are again,
Its good to be back
I still feel at home,
Like your passenger seat is customized for me
But the conversation
It doesn't flow just like it used to
We talk about
Life, people, boys
But what we can't talk about is nothing
You reach over and turn the radio up a notch
Just a notch
But it hurts
Then we pull up to an intersection,
You pull your signal down
And turn left.
I laugh
You realize what just happened and smile
Same car, new drivers
And we talk
About nothing at all.

Martin Vann (63.208.42.119) -- Thursday, February 6 2003, 10:45 pm

Same car, but NEW Passengers?
This is what I was received from your words and I take it as a gift, no critical comments intended except, Elizabetta, you refreshed my heart with memories.

I had a friend that went away and after a few years, we met again. Some things were still the same, this friend was someone I could trust. However, there were things that I sensed as well as my friend, some things had changed.

I felt a loss at first, but I realized, I had also changed, and upon this understanding, we continue to be the best of friends.

You really, brought me into this one!

Thanks, Martin V

P.S.
My friend never, ever gave a warning, just made the turn and off we went.

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