remember that time we drove down the hill
you behind the wheel
and me in your passenger’s seat?
take the wheel
steer
and you closed your eyes
while my sweaty palms took over
both our lives in my hands
in that moment
I couldn’t have cared less if I lived or died
neither could you
probably
but I cared for you
and I was strangely happy making sure you lived
we don’t talk anymore
and I suppose that’s my fault
I pop pills now
just like you
but that’s no excuse
I hope you never call
some puzzles are just too hard to solve
there are too many pieces scattered and lost
Fudge It! 