I look everywhere for her but she is elusive. I'm not sure if I can catch up. She wants to see everyone else but looks at me with disdain and I cannot do the right thing. She asks for a cigarette and I hesitate but refuse her because I know she doesn't mean it.

In my dreams, we fight so much that I wake up and I'm never sure if we'll be okay.

I'm walking back through tunnels underground beneath the highway and I see a lot of people from my high school class and they are all somber and some are hurt. They were at a party when the cops came and they all ran away like they w ere running from the Nazi regime. When I reach the end, teachers look at me, disappointed, even though I wasn't there. When I am back home, a big yellow bouncy ball arrives at my house carrying him and she brags about the way she kissed him.

The line is going nowhere and I can't seem to get clean so I go the opposite direction, alone?

I wake up lying close to you and you tell me I've been moaning in my sleep. But I don't know if that's real, either.

You're leaving even earlier than expected and I rush to see you off but I cannot stay on the road and they take you away without a chance to say goodbye.