Raindrops and teardrops mix like oil and water
Her favorite song on the radio, turned up
A plastic crucifix on the driver's side
Her feet propped against the dashboard
She wants me to get her a kitten
Yellow dress and white heels
Shivers because she wouldn't wear a jacket
Glitter on my jacket, they make fun of me for it
A cry of pain as my foot crushes her toe
Dancing like eighth-graders during the slow songs
She follows my stride
Red lipstick on teeth
Worn t-shirt with holes in it
She smells like citrus and musk
A re-run on the TV that I've always wanted to see
Take a step and fall into her arms
She laughs, she learns
A white car driving down the road
"Where the hell are we going?"
No answer, patience is a virtue
Her head resting on my bony shoulder
Interstate endless
Blogging inspired by "After All" by Ben Rector
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