The symphony of all those emotions has been the greatest soundtrack and most consequential companion. Therefore, the most sentimental and profound gratitude, and a lifetime of debt.
She
Crossed
Streets
Avenues
Rubicons, so it seemed.
She
Broke hearts
Heels
Habits.
She
Loved
Lost
Won
Tripped
Leaped
Fell short and into puddles
Grew
Got wiser.
She has made
The hardest
Worst and best decisions
Traveled near and far
For the new
The vintage
Friends and love.
She has worn shame, pride, honor, optimism, and literally countless dresses, skirts, tutus.
Held onto hands, hopes, and the very best of people.
I think I have loved her most of all.
I know others have loved her just as I have been frustrated, condemned, and rooted for her.
Pick yourself up, babe. Get that train one last time. This town's no good, and the whiskey's all run dry. So one last beer for the road. Let those old wheels take you home, like a rolling stone. You're better off alone.