traffic lights
i've always hated driving.
i got in an accident a month after i met you totaled my car i had hit another car while trying to clear an intersection i swear the light was green anyways you and i had just started talking i remember i was waiting for you to make a move texting was nice but what about a date? a few weeks later we decided to hang out i met you for boba and you had tinnitus from the night before somehow we ended up in h-mart y’know, the big one in carrollton i had so much fun i went and bought a new car a few hours later sent you a picture of it on the lot i used to let you drive that car all the time and i always felt anxious with you behind the wheel how many times did i fuss at you about slowing down or leaving space for people to be unpredictable ironic, huh? after we broke up i hated driving even more than i did before i kept finding pieces of you in my car the tiny paper crane you slid to me in the middle of class a pack of gum that i didn’t buy you were everywhere two months after we stopped talking i got in an accident it was raining i was heading home as i was merging onto 75 a truck sped up and hit me my car slid across 3 lanes of traffic you were all i could think about i asked karee to text you she said no so i called you sent me to voicemail i left a message— unsure if i had been blocked, if you had even seen it i guess you did chose to ignore it which is fair i was of no use to you when i was in need of help you always preferred love without inconvenience or obligation or accountability when my life started falling apart and, for the first time, i said i needed help picking up the pieces you told me i needed too much that i couldn’t take care of myself anyways i totaled my car the one you always drove bought myself a new one and it doesn’t have a trace of you in it