Fogged windshield moment
Clues to steer while nervousness flutters
Stuttering acceleration, is this a safe speed ahead
Breaking brakes down, commitment questionable
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We should have stayed at home
Tell me why I feel, we should have stayed at home
You at yours, me at mine
This progress, seemingly unnecessary
You’re fog to me
Your love, does it hinder in all its mystery
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Driving me away
She thinks we’re getting closer but exits change
Driving away in thick early morning cover
Empty cloud lovers.

What are you thinking about after reading this?