When we first met I was the cold breeze on the summer day, or a new used car that you couldn’t wait to drive Uncomfortable at first, but kind of nice when it you got used to it But, instead of waiting for the chills to go away, you embraced me You took my hand and smiled at me Reassuring me that everything was going to be okay You promised me that you would never walk away So, I took your hand, and I smiled back I thought I was finally sound I believed you would take the pain away I remember every memory you left me with From the sketches you would imprint on my back with your nails as I shouted your name To the screams of regret you repeated like a ringtone as they rolled off your tongue Every time you said my name It was a form of art Like your bass drum and guitar Like your voice in the choir Your trumpet wailing on high But the paint was wearing thin on this masterpiece and I was no longer your muse
As my late night drives got shorter and the air got crisp So did our conversations and So did our kisses You got sad I realized you were more broken than I, but I had no idea what to do I was a car missing seat belts, and you got in Every worry from before we met flooded into my head I was sure I could hand the wheel to you And you took it But when I told you I couldn’t drive, you forgot to tell me neither could you
Your best friend was your ex now she was gay, it was okay She would “never swing that way” again Is that why you left the theatre in the middle of my very first play? I waited for a praise, for you to take my hand at the end Give me a rose and kiss my lips If only I’d known that she took those instead
Here I was, along for the ride Speeding down that highway with my hair in the wind, I put myself in your hands But they got shaky You asked me to drive for a bit Of course I was scared I still hadn’t learned But it was you No wouldn’t fly
While you sat back And grabbed that wheel, knuckles white I bit my lip until I tasted blood I went in head first and I hit the gas, Telling myself
"Everything is gonna be okay"
then I saw the tree Blocking the path We were both getting bad
I was left at the wheel again, I was shaky, short breaths
You were the elongated sigh As you jumped out the door
And I crashed
On a cold winter night, a rusty old car you couldn’t wait to get rid of Uncomfortable, and you couldn’t get used to it When we first met
You promised you would never walk away
You were right
You ran
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