It's the kind of night no one should be out driving. It's raining so hard I can hardly see the road in front of me. The windshield whipers can't go any faster, and are like a dull sounding snare drums beating its relentless time signature. The dark winding roads get ever darker and steeper the further I go into the storm on my way home.
I think of all those I love, those who have loved me, some gone, and some still close. There ghosts forcing me to face the deepest flaws of my character, that have caused me the most difficulty and hurt me terribly over the years. Reminding me that had I done those same things to another, and not myself, I would have been put into a prison long ago.
countless raindrops splashing in the path of my crooked headlights, while I imagine what I would want more than anything in my life at this moment. Then I see you standing on your tippy toes, reaching your face up towards me, trying to kiss my lips that you can't quite reach, unless I bend down further. Your glowing face in my hands. Your soft hair all mixed in with my fingers against your rose colored and childlike cheeks.
Your eyes locked with mine as we both smile when our hearts start to combine. Not caring if the world was coming down around us, I wrap my body over yours and try and shield you from whatever debris might fall down upon us from the heavens. Not even caring if the world was ending in that instance, because that couldn't even come close to the worst of things that could happen.
No.. the worst was not being able to find you for so long before such a moment. That's what my hell is made of.. not knowing if I ever will meet you or if you even exist outside my dreams in the first place.
So that's where you can find me now, here, waiting in hell.
