I Can Do Better Than This

otherworldy times in nature:

“We are in the car and it’s 3 a.m. And my cheeks are warm and my lips are numb. You rolled the car windows down a smidge so my hair would blow in the cool early morning breeze. Our elbows were touching and we sat in a comfortable silence for most of the thirty minute drive. Only love by Ben Howard started softly playing through the speakers and I could hear you humming quietly to yourself, your fingers lightly tapping the steering wheel and just like that the three words id kept hidden for so long blurted out of my mouth “I love you.” An uncomfortable silence settled around the now slowly moving vehicle and all you could say back was “I knew. I always knew. I could see it in your eyes when i walk in the room.” And then you didn’t say it back.”