Arizona

It happened in Oregon,
On Beltline,
Heading to the coast.
Then it was Washington,
Driving Sleater Kinney
To the lake.
And even in Arizona,
Speeding down 10,
Watching planes touch down. 

Every state

Every highway
Every roadway,
Held some desire to share
Where I was,
Who I was,
With where I used to be,
With the one I used to share my life with.
And yet, here I am
Back in Oregon,
Driving Beltline and Delta
And who I am now
Isn't who I was before.
The car may be the same,
Maybe a few extra miles,
But the girl inside it isn't...
Or does she just have a few extra miles too?
And it makes me wonder:
When did it happen?
When did she grow into this new girl?
When did she realize she wanted more?
When did she become brave enough...
Brave enough to let you go?