Six Months And I'm Gone.

Frozen with both feet on the ground.
I cannot move, I will not move, I will just gaze upon the opportunities.
Left with the clouds as they cling to the air. . .
I fail to see clearly, as I'm stuck in this dream.
Hidden in the palm of your hand; a letter you've never read.
A letter I wrote in my head, and in reality, can never give.
Getting away from these Great Plains,
With the windows rolled down.
I want to feel, I want to forget, I don't want to regret a thing.
Freedom at it's finest;
Something that can never be bought.
Love that seems so impossible. . .
It can never be taught.
I won't if you won't.
I will if you will.
I'll stop if you stop.
I'll start once you begin.