complacent

camaro poem

i remember when i met you i couldn't fathom that you drove, let

alone drove a camaro, but maybe it was the fact that i cannot connect

the dots very well

so you offered to drive me to subway that summer

and, i, young and hungry, decided to break the fucking rules

my parents set upon me, and i got in your car and we got a salad and a sub, and drove back to campus.

i told myself that its alright, she won't get me

you made me feel safe

you told me it was alright, and it was.

flash foreward to december and your hand is on my thigh and feel

even safer and we are driving home from your house and

talking about how my dad will approve of you

and how my family will like you, and how you'll charm them

so my father will think

that you're the boy for me

but it turns out you didn't have to charm him, just treat me

right and listen to his rules and keep me happy.

he knew you were right for me because i stopped crying

so much about everything,

and he saw us

in that coffee shop that one day we hung out.

my smile was wider than the sun, you spammed my iPad with 86 selfies

i laughed like bells in the wind

now, we are in the ides of march,

we've been through some shit, still our love stood.

its a typical saturday, i go over to your house

but this time my mother is scared to drive up your road in her shitty Mercury
she tells me I can ride to your house in your car
so we drift around corners, rock music blasting, because you know
how to live, and be dangerously safe
at the same time
dust,
forming curtains behind us, blanketing the road
as if to protect us while You drive
this is the third time I've been in your car, and my dad will be mad later
he says camaros are prime cars to fuck in.
but we both know you're too protective over your car to
fuck in it, when there's much better places, and you said I was
the only person
you'd trust enough to even hold a soda in it while you drove me
back to katies.
that one night, I wanted to sleep in your arms while you held me
you wore my Pierce the veil shirt, and when it was time for you to go, I walked
you out to your car, and kissed you. I love you.
I love you more than anything. And I know you love me
more than your car, because you have priorities.