braincloud-thoughts or poems or smth

Conversations & Car Rides

He probably wanted me to apologize
But I wouldn't, I couldn't
If he wanted to talk about me,
he could've been quieter
Noises in the houses traveled like tin-foil sailboats down a stream
I looked out the window,
barely paying mind to what passed by my face,
thinking of the conversation that took place earlier
Though I'm not sure you can call my "comment" that
Looking back I realize I may have had a subconscious idea that what I said wasn't going to go over well
Maybe that was why I said it
Sitting in the soft seat looking stubbornly through the glass,
he referred back to what I said before
He asked no questions so I looked at him and turned away,
not needing to say anything
After a little while it seemed as though his remarks were jokes,
and we returned to a normal speaking arrangement
Normal for us at least
At least the air didn't feel quite as heavy anymore

So this was an attempt at... poetry I guess

I think I did alright

Also side note: oh my god I just said something so awkward and incorrect

Is it possible to delete your existence?

Well never mind can't unsay it now

Happy to all

~bai