I was driving down Liberty Road with my friend Kyle in my truck. He was the one behind the wheel and we were talking about relationships, people we loved, and trans-related stuff and I said at one point,
"I just don't know what to do."
Kyle stopped the truck in the middle of the road. It was night and it was just one long stretch of road. He smiled and said, "Well, we're here. I guess this is 'goodnight' then." I felt I should get out but I was confused as to why. Once I shut the door he drove off. So, I just stood on the side of the road, in the dark, feeling like I should be somewhere but I didn't know which way to go. It was just like that night I got lost on Liberty Road (and ended up in Possomville Pike... I shit you not.)
I felt lost and confused and abandoned. I didn't know if I should try to find Dylan's house or go home. I desperately wanted to go home but I didn't know which way was East or West and I was tired. My feet felt like lead. It was so dark and everything looked the same. It started raining, so, I just sat down on the side of the road.
Woke up and realized my pillow was wet from crying. That must've been the rain. :\
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