There and back again.

I was driving fast
I was driving far
There was me, the road and my car

As i drove my world
In its simplest form
Was falling apart

And i was too blind to see

The more you love, the more you suffer.
I think i sort of figured out what it means.
But sometimes, if we really want, love can also be forgiving.

Thank you,
I love you,
Jonna.