driving

picking turns at random

utterly lost

not a care in the world

she is by my side

it was all her idea

keep driving

we'll end up somewhere

nothing but trees and darkness

along the side of the road

miles passed

she takes my hand from the steering wheel

and holds it in her own

light glows in the distance

a grocery store that never closes

it beckons us inside

we horse around the empty store

annoying the depleted staff

they announce last call

we buy a frozen treat

and head outside

the parking lot is ours alone

we eat our ice cream without

and steam the windows within

it seemed like the thing to do

a lovely summertime fling?

time long past

a blur and ever fading

lost in the shuffle

so much I wonder

if she is a memory

I simply created