i'm on call to be there

I got in the car and drove. I could probably have walked, but I promised myself it was too dangerous in this town, this day and age. I turned the heater up, turned the music down and shivered in silence at the intersection as I waited for everything to grow slowly warm. The hot air seeped into my shoes and my sleeves like warm breath, comforting me with whispers of something we called 'future'.

I drove, and thought of you. I pretended I was driving to you.

Someday I will.

You, my beginning.

You, the one who will journey alongside me.

You, my end.

You, my future. My destination.