And sometimes it rains when we go.
And sometimes we start eating in the car.
And sometimes it is easier to just stay in the car and finish eating.
And sometimes we stay in the car even after we eat.
And sometimes we talk.
And sometimes we text. (not each other, we aren't THAT lame.)
But sometimes, when we are really feeling adventurous, we master our faces.
Because really, we suck at "looks of death."
And you might say that is a good thing,
Because it makes us sweet and innocent,
Which is VERY true,
But it isn't true at all.
And we WILL master that look.
Even if it takes us making ridiculous faces in the car mirror 100 times.
Or 200.
Or 300.
As said in the bachelorette (yes, i will be quoting this for the next few months)
"It's like you cover up half of your face and all of a sudden your strange."
We just became strange without even having to cover up half of our faces.
That is talent.
you are so talented. beautiful poetry. so mysterious and obscure. and yet i understood it. because i am the better half of that poem. i guess you could say i am your better half. tear. cry. sob.
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