The only memory
I havent yet blocked from my mind
Consists of driving around our pathetic, small, drowsy town
Wandering around for anything at all to do.
I look up from my lap
You went right through it, no hesitation.
I kept singing, singing to you at the top of my lungs, using every bit of air I had.
All too happy, even just to be in the presense of you.
The boy I wanted forever.
You didn't look over.
You didn't acknowledge my attempt to make you smile.
& as you sped through the light, I glanced at you, hoping it wouldn't become a habit.