I would get in my car
and drive the two hours
through this snowy night
just to see your smiling face
and tell you how I really feel
but you probably wouldn't be home.

I would wait for you for countless hours
shivering on your snowy stoop and
when you would finally come home
there would probably be a girl
with her hand wrapped around your waist.

I would smile and lie
claiming I traveled here for reason
other than just to see you
and I would pretend that
I'm happy for you and her.

We would talk for a short while
and I'd hold back my tears
until I left without a hug
only a simple wave
and sob the whole way home.