Upon her windshield,
I left a tiny note.
In a trembling, honest hand,
These are the words I wrote:
“I love you because my heart,
Tells me I have no choice.
Though for now I cannot tell you,
For I cannot find my voice.
You send me all a’shiver,
On these hot summer nights,
I see you, my eyes brighten,
As you come and dim the lights.
Maybe someday, together,
We’ll find each other this way,
For now, I am where I need to be,
But that doesn’t mean I’ll stay."
RedBubble, I suppose, is the windshield…