My Love

She sat in the passenger seat,
Loudly telling me where to go,
She sang along with the radio and tapped her foot to the beat,
And stumbled through the parts that she didn’t know.

I watched her from the corner of my eye,
The way the sun hit her face and made her squint,
She turned to me then I heard her cry,
That my car should get a proper tint.

She joked that when we’re forty I still won’t know the way,
And will need her to get from point A to B,
She asked how I would manage getting through a day,
And that from me she would never be free.

To all of this I merely smiled,
Secretly glad that from me she would never part,
In her presence I was always beguiled,
This woman who unknowingly held my heart.

In front of her house, she thanked me and got out of the car,
Into the arms of the man whom she looks at adoringly,
Our friendship could only take us so far,
And thus – I am forced to turn away from my love, and love her silently.