it was around 7pm here in Dallas, the sun was setting, and we were stuck in a brutal traffic jam, couldnt merge, couldnt exit, and i let out a sigh

usually when we got stuck in traffic we would talk, laugh, sing some songs, but not tonight, we were off, it felt more tense than usual, almost awkward

we were on our usual saturday night date, a nice restaurant downtown we hadnt tried, you looked beautiful, like always, but you seemed quiet, i tried to keep up the conversation but it just wasnt mutual, i wasnt mad at you, just worried

so we sat in silence, not our usual loving, comfortable silence, just quietness, one hand was on my thigh, the other on the wheel, i stole a glance over at you, you were staring out the window