It wasn't your song on the radio. 

I don't even know if you like the band. 

Every lyric reminded me of you, though. 

Filled with guilt and regret, I drove on. 

Holding firm to the wheel, I was torn to tears. 

My car doing 60 in the center lane. 

"Drugs or Me" screamed of you. 

I wish there hadn't been a choice. 

Your side should have been at the forefront. 

Ultimatums usually do no earthly good. 

It was a hard lesson to learn. 

Today's lesson came in the form of a song. 

The interstate feels like hell today. 

I fear the track to be played next. 

Mixes can be a dangerous thing. 

Be good to each other, 

-Nathan