a weird one

he sits at the passenger side

of the car

tries to learn how to drive

rarely text

but puts on a smiley

sometimes he calls

over the good old fashion telephone line

we do this sometimes

then often act like strangers

after, talk about the future

make our guesses

give out opinions

as if we'll grow old together

telling it to the litte ones

then he speaks

of words that makes me stop

stare

and smile

then i think

i finally found a "weird one"

the elusive cause

which creates an effect that we call,

Happy.