Why does my mind want to escape this trap?
I got caught in the middle yesterday
as we began to express the reasons for the
way we ended up here. Driving along staring
at each other through the overhead mirror.
Built up on a breezy afternoon when we
shared your chair, drinking a beer.
Only to wake up to you singing in the
humidity. This morning you are by far
the cutest, where the local competition
does not exist. You watched me sleep
peacefully wrapping my arms around you.
The confusion began and I fell gracefully
in love with you. I put my seat back
further into this tangle of lies, steaming
up your windows feeling juvenile.