The need

I used to have a need.
I needed to go there and check. I felt nervous as my car reached the place. I wanted to drive faster and faster just to cross it quickly so I couldn't be seen, but the speed disk didn't allow me. So when I reached the end of the road I stopped the car and looked through the inside mirror to see once again that view and those ways I learnt one day. That was my peacefully moment. Sure you were far away, but I felt closer, just like when the train passed away.
The need became softer. Once a month. Three times a year. Once every two years... Till today. The need called again.
And I had to come back. Feeling nervous as I reached the road. Wishing I could drive faster than 50, just to avoid the embarrassing moment you could see my furtive investigation.
Till I reachedf the end of the road.
And there it was: the same view I loved the first time I saw it. And the same old ways you once talked about and I learned forever.

Wonder when the need will come again...