I recall that night like it was yesterday;
Standing on the side of the highway,
Cold wind scraping against my skin,
Reeking of whiskey and depicting guilt in my eyes
Three strange vehicles and lust lead me there
To the road where heartache had already raped my soul,
But I was determined to get to him,
Not knowing that the pain would flourish upon my arrival
And although my judgment was impaired
I persisted to conquer the seemingly endless journey
Alone and unwavering toward my presumption;
Failing to obtain anything less then my desire
With buoyant melodies flowing through my mind;
Melting in my moments of surrealism
I meandered on toward the sounds echoing in my head
Until I arrived at the scene of the horrid encounter
And there he was, depicting guilt in his eyes,
Reeking of whiskey and in analogous shock
Trapped in the act of disgrace and my distrust
While gazing sparingly into my own guilty eyes
Time froze still as we both stood positioned in distress
Watching our lives quickly flash before our eyes;
Knowing that one of us must make a quick escape