the windows are shut   and from the inside   outside seems so quiet   and the engine is running   and all we hear is ourselves      the musics playing on speakers   volume high   and the eyes are looking forward   taking note of blinking headlights   and we're all taking the nights wind   in our hair   and letting it graze our skin      minimal conversations   bring out the hearty laughter   always better to have   getting over you   being done easily   and when you think you never mattered   right then you were all that mattered to me