Bubbles of You

Do you know I'll always remember driving away that day? On a sunny Monday in November when all eyes forecasted rain. Car running, music playing. A wise voice inside saying: hundreds of miles to go better get the show on the road. GPS was all set and yet Starbucks was calling, any excuse for stalling. A voice inside said we'll meet again in bubbles above my head. Four unexpected friends like the Sharks and the Jets were saying goodbye yet again. Hug you twice and we're on our way, its your busy work day there's something to occupy your mind bubbles of you will be above our heads on the drive. Put the car in drive then glance at the sky, something I do to remind me of specific times. I'll always remember that day cuz I turned to see you walk away but you were only feet away from our goodbye watching me look at you watching us drive... away. As soon as you were out of sight I searched for solace in my mind and like comforting friends, bubbles of you floated all around my head.