What I Could Never Say

last night Noah

i dreamt of you

me and you,

walking through a museum

at closing time

then we were riding in a car

me up front, you

in the

backseat

i was laughing

something you must've said

i looked behind me

you were laughing, too

the sun was in my eyes

it shone on your hair

we were happy

we were all fine

but through the window behind you

i could see

something coming for us
heavy, and black

gathering on the horizon

danger

i reached out to you,

tried to save you.

only, it was too late.

too little. far too late.

i looked away.

i braced for impact.

a fantastic collision

and you, covered in blood

me, powerless

i knew deep down,

that i was responsible

i held you, then
though we were both broken

my guilt

saturated every fibre of my being
weighed me down

it took what was left of the life

you looked up at me
your eyes were so blue
and you never saw it coming

but i did.
we all did.

i understood then
that she was the danger

the collision was her.

it was always her

and i never had a chance

of saving you.