Do Better (Part I)

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.

Author: alongcameshe

A 20-something year old trying to find the words to express the realest of the real when it comes to her rawest emotions in life. From experiences to life lessons to things she's passionate to, she experiments with her creative side by blogging her moments in life. As along her life came, along came she.

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