Sick, liquid fatigue

My heart torn out and frozen

Real life left ahead

Seattle spring time

They're on a bench over yon

One look and I'm gone

Spring started out strong

They told me I'd be moving

One world, torn. Now two.

Fourteen hours of road

Wisconsin's dark fields lay still

And she won't answer

No more hooking up

She wants to take a small break -

Causing a big one