I got on my bike and rode into the morning dew.
I push the wheels into the ground - push my legs harder than they should go.
Cold wind licking at my face. Bites my ears and gives me a headache.
Into the morning dew. To be alone. To be with you.
Riding fast into the trees. Don’t mind the spiders in my hair. Riding fast to clear my head. I caught too many loves there. Too many loves but not enough. Hear the hiss squeeze the breaks.
How can I love the one I’m with when the one I love is keeping me awake?
all rights reserved