30 Day Poetry Challenge: Day 20

I knew I was going to throw up before it happened.

I felt the pressure in my stomach as I tried to breathe evenly.

But it kept on building.

You pulled the car over so I could puke in the road.

I knew even as I was eating the lasagna that it didn’t taste right.

The pressure built up again just as we pulled into the driveway.

But I couldn’t wait.

I puked into my hand, to save the car.

I cried so hard, shaking, apologizing.

I was so scared of getting the car dirty.

You looked at me blankly.

And in that moment I knew nothing would ever change.