the overwhelming
reminder
that i like you
has hit me head on.
like a car.
i had no time
to look in the headlights.
or perhaps i did.
perhaps the headlights,
were your eyes
and the car was your hug,
your arms the force
around me.
you and i are the car wreck
my dear.
and honestly, i don't think
i want it any other way.