As you are driving me home,
I ask you if it's alright, and you smile.
You were embarrased...but I was there.
Behind that school was our place.
Just like all the other moments that it happened.
...nothing new.
You strained to see me with your eyes...
Your small, ching eyes.
Yelling and screaming for me without doing.
You just could not tell me. Why?
I don't know.
But we walked on and we looked down together.....
At the world.
But now here we are again.
You rolled the window down and began to breathe in.
Your driving me home. |
Submission Name: You will drive me home
