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by Elizabeth Nov 30, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
I drive my car down the road untraveled To meet a man I\\\'d never met hopefully this ends well. I pull up to a house, green lawn cute dog, car parked in the driveway. All that\\\'s missing is a picket fence. The door is red. I knock three times he answers with a smile and a laugh. Handsome We sit down at the table already set. napkins plates silverware glasses no food. I look at him and he looks back with a smile and a laugh. It\\\'s not the same. I find myself back in my car driving down the road traveled realizing that I can\\\'t change a thing it was all in the past.