choiceschoiceschoices

the time was now
your hand in mine
the deafening silence
and headlights dim
which oddly enough
put a spotlight on each tear
‘make your decision’

each subsequent second, our souls sifted into the abyss
vulnerable and pure i sat
lord, please
don’t make me choose
it was beautiful
it was scary
'lets get you home’

the night ate us alive
and crossroads were paved over

had i said that