Fína Elara 🌙 Petra Patrice

White Car

I saw him glare at me.
What does it mean?
When he stares at me…
my son says: “White car, white car.”

Am I supposed to be looking for that white car?
Who knows maybe it’s his favorite color.
I suppose maybe that’s all it is.
But something inside me
just can’t help
but feel there’s something more…