Coffee

He found me in a trunk,

told me I was outta luck.

It only took a day to fall in love,

and on the second we got wasted

in a cheap motel and it was kinda fun.

We don't mind bein' on the run.

He told me I should find myself,

not to rely on others' validation.

I asked him if he liked me,

he said that of course I was nice.

Especially if I smiled.

I asked him if he liked me.

No answer, he just got us some coffee.

On the run.

He cared for me,

more than a million dollars.

And we went home.