Our Love Is An Old Green Car

You asked me to talk on a chilly, fall day
We hadn’t spoken in weeks
Maybe more
I’m nervous to hear
What you have to say
Will you make me cry?
It’s not like it would be the first time

You pulled up in your old, green car 
And gave me that same look you used to give me
So many years ago,
Back when we first met,
Back when things were still good.

I feel my hands start to sweat,
My mouth has gone dry,
My heart skips a beat.
Again and again.    
I get in your old, green car.
I can’t help but wonder if this will be the last time.

You start to drive down my street
As you turn the corner that’s when you finally speak
“I’m sorry.” 
With those two words, I know for certain
No matter what happens or who is hurt
I will always forgive you
You have a hold on me,
I would bend the world for you.
And that’s how I end up in your old, green car
Once again.
 

ashlyn_foley

VT

YWP Alumni

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