long ride

To turn back the hands of time, to undo the things I've done, to say the things I thought, to get back all the time I've wasted... If it would put you in my arms I would risk it, risk the loss, risk the change, relive any pain to go back to the day to just have the chance to say one tenth of what was on my mind at that time. Now I'm a slave to my emotions, this is my only way to express them, while I sleep alone you have him, that should be me, I remained silent, I should have gave up that right... Speak my mind, get these trapped feelings out from with inside, I thought I had nothing but time... Nope that was a lie I told myself to keep it bottled up... Pride is my sin, my silence will continue to punish me, and my fear to express these emotions will eventually numb my soul... My pen is my release, it's like an oragasm for my mind, it Keeps my tears back and out of view... At times I'm not sure what to do, who to open up to... Talk to... Vent to... Or anything normal people do... Till I decided to just open up to you, long ride? Side by side? My hand on your thigh, my heart along for the ride... I stare into your eyes, I get a half cocked smile, within seconds I feel high!!! I tell myself I hope this is a long ass ride... Just drive and talk while the day goes by with no destination in mind...