Feelings that I hide.

Ready.

Your kiss on my cheek, I watch you walk to your car. Hands in your pockets and my heart on your sleeve.

I saw you from my rearview mirror, getting far away from the place I want us to be.

My smile and the ghost of the first girl you ever loved, how fool of me to believe she didn't hurt you as much.

Because I could wait days for you to be ready, but I know deep down I don't want to wait anymore.