The sign had been there for quite a while before I realized that you were not. A reminder that held me fixed in a running car with no place to go, but around the block. I wondered, briefly, if I'd thought you were joking when you said "You'll wake up one day and find that I've moved on." I was a fool to think we had the time to think. There is nothing as side-less as time. There is nothing further from the truth; Then the way I need to miss you until I can need nothing, but the distance.