“Life was filled with inconsequential things.
Like you and me and where
the night would take us.”
I miss how we used to drive through the night, letting the moonlight guide our way. Back when we were young, everything was so much simpler. Life was filled with inconsequential things. Like you and me and where the night would take us. If only we could have a little bit of that carefree life again. Maybe the harshness of reality wouldn’t seem so bad if we could have one night like that again. Or maybe reality would have torn us apart. Maybe that’s what reminiscing is for. Remembering the good days. The past. And letting us hope for something like that again.
© Sarah Doughty
This was written in response to the #NovemberNotes challenge. Today’s inspiration was Headlights by Dave Barnes.