She inhaled the bittersweet poison
Of bus exhaust and cologne
Gazing out the dirty back window
Watching all she has ever known
He flipped her hair back softly
Precariously placing it behind her ear
And leaning in for his final performance
He began to make himself clear
Their kisses no longer tasted like cherries
Her lips were no longer his wine
And to put the icing on top of the cake
Her presence was no longer divine
Over time their love became stale
Like a soda that had lost all its pop
All she could do was bow her head slowly
Until his voice came to a complete stop
She turned away from him, tearless
So much for bubblegum love songs
Her toothpick world came crashing down
But where did she ever go wrong?
She relied on her own dependence
With no effort or thought of her own
Just a passenger in someone's back seat
Riding into another unknown