Car rides between us are rare,
so this morning was a pleasant surprise
where I was wide awake behind the
windshield, putting care in each word
to make sure you knew you
mattered.
I spilled some minutes of my previous
night, the first shift I took control of,
yet you didn't smile or add your own
thoughts, just a shake of the head.
You came back from work
with no acknowledgement, no intrigue
of how I directed my day,
so the numbness pulled me further under...
but do you think because I spent it at home,
it has no significance?
I'd rather have you smother me than
forget how to hold me...
I could be gone tomorrow easily
without explanation, why then
do you waste our time together,
using it for leisure from 5 to 10 pm?
-
Another wrapper, another hour,
and the cravings remain
as potent as ever.
