Drive Safely
there comes a point when
she'll wake up with red, puffy eyes
instead of her smile crinkling them
as she reads good morning.
they won't look at you the same way--
the butterflies in your stomach
will turn into guilt
accusing you of breaking into
the very windows of her soul.
there comes a point when
her lips will appear to be naked
and you'll wonder why it's colorless
cause you know she loves lipstick.
they won't pout the same way--
no longer a cute weapon
to get you to do something,
but an involuntary action,
a default emotion.
there comes a point when
the sway of her body will change
and it won't be swaying towards you
with your magnetic field deteriorating.
it won't appear the same way--
the halls will seem to be less crowded
when really it was just her who
wanted to have her body so close to you
in the first place as you walked together.
there comes a point when
you'll come across these points
and you'll have to see the signs
to avoid further wrecks and accidents.
people often go the wrong way--
they try to see how far they can go
without damaging anything,
not saving themselves early enough
ending up completely crashing.