he smirked and asked
"are you twirling your hair
because you're falling in love with me?"
i felt my cheeks get warm
because yes actually, i was
i was falling in love
with driving down
the same old streets
that would never be fixed
i was falling in love with
the way his wild eyes
wouldn't stay on the road
i was falling in love
with the streetlights against
the night sky
i was falling in love
with kisses at every red light
while our soundtrack
played on the stereo
and all the while
i loved that you love me too
