Sometimes, I drive by your old place and imagine you in that driveway again. Or I pull into the ball field and park behind the bleachers, and remember all the growing up we did there as kids. Sometimes I sit on a bench at the park and imagine us as kids, playing Marco Pollo and wandering around with our eyes closed, feeling with just our hands until we found each other.
I try anything and everything I can to maybe feel a little closer to you again. But going back in time to those days and reminiscing about when we were together is becoming almost unhealthy.
Because whenever I drive away, I feel like I'm driving away from you. And it hurts more and more every time.
