This Is What I Just Wrote On A Blank Piece of Computer Paper
The car is driving down the road, we're traveling a steady 45 miles an hour, him and I. The moon is glaring in through the windshield's glass, in front of us the moon seems only an arms length away, mounted in the center of the sky. Near it a blanket of clouds are floating in the sky, they're illuminated by the moons sharp glow. In the dark the streets look decrepit, they're like the feeling in the pit of my stomach, it's dropping deeper now. Tonight, there are no stars in the sky and the minutes pass like hours in front of us. The car is pushing foward and I'm holding back. The streets are bumping below us. In a perfect world I would not be here in this car right now, I would be in bed. We would be in bed, lying next to each other. Together we'd lay silently and then things could be ok, but now they're not. When I glance to my left he is still there, sitting next to me and and the moons light is showing his perfect silhouette. His hands are grasping the steering wheel tightly. Tonight, it makes no sense. We're driving and I don't no where we are going or why we're going there. The trees are shivering as we pass, as am I. The clock says 1:37. My mind is now dead. My heart is barely beating. My body doesn't care anymore, so I close my eyes. Even in my dreams we're driving. Now he's smiling and he's laughing and he is holding her hand. She is sitting silently in the passengers seat, but when she turns her head to return his glance the girl is not me. She is someone else, her face is familiar but she is a stranger to me. His smiling is beautiful; he is beautiful. We were beautiful, now they're beautiful. And when I open my eyes I'm lying in my room, on my bed. It is still, it is dark, and the same chill is ratteling through my bones. Beneath the warmth of the sheets where I am laying is darkness, real darkness. Pitch black. Everything is timeless in the dark. Moments, seconds, hours, none of it matters when it is dark. It's safe and calm. I'm safe and calm. But even now I'm lying alone wondering why isn't he next to me?