The First Drive Felt Like a Beginning
The First Drive Felt Like a Beginning
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I wiped the steering wheel twice. Once for dust, once for nerves.
Checked the mirror, checked my breath, checked my playlist.
It wasn’t a big date. Just a drive. Just two people going nowhere in particular.
But somehow, it felt like everything was riding on it.
You opened the door, smiled, and said, “It smells nice in here.”
I laughed. I’d used two air fresheners just in case.
You buckled in. I tried not to stall the engine.
And then we were off.
The streets looked different with you in the passenger seat.
The corners curved a little softer. The lights felt slower, like the world was giving us time.
We didn’t talk much at first.
Just music. A song I didn’t even like that much suddenly became a soundtrack to something I didn’t want to forget.
You asked if I always drove with both hands on the wheel.
I said, “Only when I’m nervous.”
You smiled.
And everything got quieter in the best possible way.
We drove out of the city, past the river, into neighborhoods we didn’t recognize.
And still, I didn’t want to turn back.
You reached out at a red light and changed the song.
Then you looked at me—not a glance, but a look—and said,
“I like this version of you.”
I don’t know what version you meant.
But I remember how my heart raced faster than the engine.
And in that moment, I realized the drive had become more than a date.
It was the beginning of something soft. Something I didn’t know how to name yet.
I dropped you off too slowly. Pretended to check something on the dash.
You said, “Let’s do this again.”
And I did everything I could to keep my face calm while my chest lit up like a dashboard at ignition.
That night, I sat in the car long after you left.
Replaying the songs. The words. The spaces in between.
Much like how the first time you sit at 우리카지노, unsure of the rules but trusting your gut—you remember what it felt like, not what you won.
The next morning, I drove the same route.
It wasn’t the same.
Because now the road remembered you too.
And so did I.
And like finding a quiet space at 카지노사이트, lit just enough to feel safe,
you became the part of the drive I never wanted to end.