Why You Dont Drink Before Driving
I was 16
You were too
Separated by only 10 minutes
We were born in the same hospital
In rooms right next to each other.
She named me Stella
And she named you Stella too.
You had blonde hair and green eyes
I had blonde hair and green eyes
We were the same, you and I.
It was October and I was the only one sober(?)
Between us I was in the better position
So I drove while you giggled and laughed
At other drivers with dogs sticking their heads out
Of open windows and people who blasted their
Music too loudly. I was the one driving when the
Man in the big red truck hit us.
They told me you died upon impact.
We aren’t the same anymore.