first came the warnings.
"maybe you shouldn't..."
then, sloppy reassurances that you were fine...
...that we were fine.
then, swerving in and out of lanes--
just like neither of us could make up our minds.
bright lights invaded your eyes,
and that's exactly how it felt when i learned the truth...
it hit me.
and -- inevitably --
we crashed.
Dec 17, 2013
Dec 17, 2013 at 10:42 AM UTC
first came the warnings.
"maybe you shouldn't..."
then, sloppy reassurances that you were fine...
...that we were fine.
then, swerving in and out of lanes--
just like neither of us could make up our minds.
bright lights invaded your eyes,
and that's exactly how it felt when i learned the truth...
it hit me.
and -- inevitably --
we crashed.
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