Car tie

Long nights driving around defining us,

Raving about all the shit in the world,

listening to your (now) ex-girlfriend word,

no longer keeping up with your fuss.

A sweet promise of a hot chocolate,

next time I´ll come around,

Out in the woods nowhere to be found,

you were my best mate.

You rather talk to me,
steal my film book and read it out loud,
tickle me until I almost die from laughter,
chase me around my mum´s mini in the middle of the night.

I´m fond of the thought you relying on me,
your snarky remarks about things you despise,
there´s no label to the state of our friendship,
hell do we even have one?

Your dashing brown eyes looking at me, 
while we´re being caught by a speed camera.
Our infamous humble banter,
taking us to better places.

Driving a convertible during the night,
to gaze at the sky.
All attempts to change the past,
were in vain.