Things I Wanted To Tell You

Driver's Seat

I was used to seeing you by my side, I can almost memorize the right side of your face for which I always see when you are driving. My gaze are always on the road, and to you. I am still amazed that at 21, you can finally drive a car.

When you pick me up with your motorcycle which I already memorized the details. Your back profile seems that gives me the urge to hug you but I settled to lean my forehead on it.

I love it when you turn your head around when we're having a talk even if your driving. It makes me feel that you're so focused in talking to me that you always make sure to see my reaction.

I was reminded of that night when you slowed down your motorcycle and turned to me asking, "are you crying?"

I immediately looked away and wipe my tears and told you, "who would not?"

Honey, I still feel the butterflies seeing you. And along with it, are daggers you put in me that 28th of December that I never got rid of.

That was our last ride and as hopeless as I can be, I still hope that we will have a ride again, together.