my Mary was blonde; not petite, curvy and gorgeous. from the day we met we spent every free moment together. she understood, she listened, she sang, she comforted, she was honest. she came to me with no judgement and i gave her all the pieces of my soul.
a year had passed and before we knew, the time had come to take the long walk. i wasn’t choosing “the road less travelled,” i was flat-out paving my own way. turning my back on the “promises” and finding my own future. giving away everyone else’s certainty for my own clarity. and i wasn’t alone. my Mary climbed in….
It’s a town full of losers, and we’re pulling out of here to win.
16 years later. we’re still on the road.