Late Nights

we stay up late nights
sometimes

underestimating the sadness that would come
as street lights flicker
we wander from city to city

we have traveled on dark highways
running from somewhere
anxious to arrive somewhere else

then we sold our cars
and the highways feel
a bit more still

we see the lights speeding by
on the 405
crossing bridges
as we look down dead ends

it's not easy being lonely
but we're trying as hard as we can