I was driving along,
simply driving along,
and that's where I found You.
It's kind of awkward,
because you were with me the whole time.
Oh, but now Your knocking hand has punctured through my rotting door of a heart l've been perpetuating so well.
Somehow I know that You have been with me the whole time.
Not disgusted.
Not offended.
Not ashamed.
I know you could do better.
But thanks for staying.
If you want it you can have it.