Your warm skin against mine.I could feel your touch on this hot summer day. Your palm to my cheeks, your smile that lit up my own. I could smell your cologne. The strong scent of the man I loved.
The man I loved.
Yet I heard someone else calling my name. It echoed in the back..
I looked to my right. Seeing my best friend look at me with a blank stare.
“GO! It’s green and people are looking at us crazy!!” She pointed to the cars swerving out of our lanes to the next while they flicked us off.
I snapped back into reality.
“Oh, whoops. Sorry!!!” I pressed hard on the gas petal. What was I thinking? Thinking about him, thinking about us. He didn’t care about me. About us, about how much I loved him. He only cared about where he put his –
I hit the brakes hard before I would hit that sleek black BMW in front of me.
“Okay get out of the car. We are switching. I’m driving.”
“Wait Marie -“
“No, clearly I should have drove. You’re not in the mindset right now to even be driving. I know you’re thinking about him. Get out. Now!”
We switched in the middle of the street before the red light could turn green.
I slid in the passenger seat quickly and slumped. Burying my hands into my face, I shook my head.
I need to do better, I thought to myself. God, I need to do better.