Comfortable in the shared space

A flutter of excitement 

Most people our age

Are hungover

But we're driving to a garden centre 

I sip at a coffee

& he plays with the radio

Flicking between 5 buttons

But only 2 stations play

Some with more crackles & static

Making small talk...

Nothing really meaning anything

When you live together

You're already caught up

But those quiet sunday drives

are something that I love

& I can't get enough of....