Streetcar

My heart weaves 

In and out of the fast lane,

Overshadowed by this overwhelming feeling.

I stay in front, 

Or at least I try to.

But it continually creeps up,

And I can’t shake it.

There’s no way I can maintain this speed

Escaping it.

I wonder where my exit is,

My eyes flitter to a sign,

And I recognize it’s miles away.

My focus wanes,

And I release my foot from the gas.

My heart slows, 

The overwhelming feeling pulls beside me.

It’s you,

And I realize no others are on the road.

Just you and I.

Your beautiful smile changes as you mouth something soundlessly,

But clearly understood:

“Pull over.”