you want you to say all those things that haven’t been said before. you want to stick a stake through it and let it squirm pinned right to the floor. you want to tell her that it’s been one time too many and she could easily have been anyone.
you want you to get in the car and run it against rails and dividers, sparking all the way to the furthest bar you can get to before it all goes to shit. you want to out drink every single drunk and call them an asshole while you buy them another round.
you want you to feel the steering wheel go tight in your hands and keep the car out of a tail spin.
you want you to feel the gums of your teeth peel back raw and scream your throat dry. you want your eyes to stay open forever and not miss one second of it. you want your hand on her thigh and her tongue in your ear and her hand in your crotch, grinding it into gear.