Maybe Forever
Driving home
hands grip hard the wheel,
the wheel he cannot squeeze tight enough.
Her face swims into his mind,
blurs his vision
a soft memory,
the touch of her lips
sweet and soft.
Arms around her waist
then a hand
gentle against his cheek
Jim, we can't
and his mind screams.
Why not?
It seems so wrong
not to be with her
when it's just so right
to have her in his arms.
It's perfect, but she can't
She won't
She stands firm,
shakes her head
turns her back on him
maybe forever.
Wheels turn fast,
car jerks to the side of the road.
Traffic whizzes by.
damn it, damn it, damn it!
Lets himself go
pounding fists against
the wheel,
choking,
sobbing,
head in his hands.
Rocking back
and forth,
back,
and forth.
The memories
flood his mind
and laughter floats,
sweet, sincere
through the air,
crushing him.
A cold, throbbing ache
in his chest,
and he thinks
his heart must
have turned to steel,
it is so heavy.