brisk october air sneaks through my cracked car window,
tracing its path, tickling my neck and brushing my hair behind my ear

you're tapping your fingers on the steering wheel along to the beat
my favorite song
and when the chorus strikes, you glance over at me, grinning, completing me.
                    
                 i can't remember the last time i was this happy

we get to party, arms entangled on my hips as we stroll in
i am consumed in you so entirely
i am yours

i'm not sure where it fell apart
i think about it a lot
how thoughts can be become daggers
and happy memories machine guns
my heart beats so hard it could explode
and my fingers tingle and ache
missing your touch? your hands?
i'm not sure how to tell them that it isn't coming back