I wrote it while being bored and listening to “Your Hand in Mine” by Explosions in the Sky on repeat. It isn’t great. And I wrote it in like 5 minutes. BUTTTT whatever. 

Driving along the deserted highway at night would seem so peaceful. Sitting beside you would seem so peaceful. Holding your hand in mine would seem so peaceful. But there’s a sense of eeriness growing inside of me that I can’t explain. You sit gazing out the window, day-dreaming no doubt. I stare blankly ahead, suddenly feeling anger that has grown out of nowhere. I clench the fist that grasps the wheel; I put my game face on and step on the gas. I grow to unimaginable speeds and the world seems to drift away. The eeriness appears like a fog outside the windows. It begins to press against every crevice of the car. It knocks sweetly at the windows, acting as an old friend, but I will not be deceived. I press on the gas harder. You turn to me with a questioning glance, but you do not say a word. I do not unglue my eyes from the forward that is shrinking in the dashboard. I speed, and I speed, and I speed; your hand in mine. My heart beats fast, letting me know that the eeriness is still present. The fog clings to the windows for dear life but I will not let it stay. My speeds will be triumphant. We see the rear of a car ahead of us in the lane, becoming closer and closer. You begin to tense up, your hand in mine. The fog is hanging to our car by its fingernails. I will not slow down. We are dangerously close to the car. Closer, closer, and closer. The car swerves off the road, perfectly safe from harm. I let out a single tear, and the eeriness gives up. The car slows, the fog clears, and there is no more bad feeling growing inside of me. Everything is clear once more, and I can see the tip of the sun beginning to climb over the desert mountains. That was it. The tear was all we needed. If I could only show you my true emotions, the only other thing we would need is your hand in mine. Emotions… and everything could be so peaceful. If only.