Believed?

I believe in the night we met.

I believe in the glow above us.

I believe the description of creeps you pointed out and

I believed when you ran out of a cigarette to smoke outside.

I didn’t believe in the closed gas station

Or the caution tape blocking us.

I questioned the weather and whether or not it was cold.

You were cold but then again you didn’t have a jacket and denied the offer.

I thought of us walking on the street and then to the side.

I thought where we can head to next but the ending was just too convincing.

I believed we stop walking for a moment and we looked at each other and

I couldn’t believe this was real