Red Flags On The Dashboard

Met her on a Friday

Arguing by Sunday noon

But my hatchback’s waiting

Humming

Same spot

Same tune

She scrolls through my messages

Looking for a fight

My old ride just flashes “low fuel”

Like

“feed me

We’re all right”

My car never screams that I’m texting too late

Never throws shade when I show up a bit late

It just turns the key and forgives my mistakes

Yeah

Chrome over drama any day

Red flags on the dashboard

At least they’re clear

My car tells the truth when something’s wrong here

If love’s a road

I’m better off in gear

Cars treat me better

Year after year

She said

“You never listen”

Then talked all through the show

Meanwhile my coupe just listens

All the way home slow

No “we need to talk” at midnight

Just a quiet

Open road

Cup holder catching my coffee

Keeping secrets it’s been told

Maybe I just pick the wrong hearts

Maybe I just trust the wrong smiles

But my keys never ghost me

They’re right where I left them each time

If loyalty’s a language

Rubber and asphalt speak it clear

Turn the engine

Hear it answer

“I’m still here

I’m still here”