I like to meander,
enjoy the ride
even if it’s a bumpier one.
I like to feel
the breeze in my hair
on this winding highway.
Why take the easy road
when it’s so much more fun
getting lost with you?
Let’s be reckless
for a little while.
Who cares if we crash?
I see the cliff just off
your shoulder,
yet I don’t care.
Maybe this will be
the end of us,
but I don’t mind risking it.