by Elisha Rosencrans

Created on: December 03, 2009

I've been here before,

A time or two, at least.

It's not that I'm keeping score,

But, I'm always looking for something more.

When I see that road sign,

Chills run up my spine.

My palms begin to sweat,

But I'm not even there yet!

It's like my heart remembers,

The pain from last September.

I don't even need to see your face,

I feel your presence in this place.

I can't stay here for long,

I know my heart's not that strong.

I should be leaving soon,

Drive home by the light of the full moon.

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