Black Tie

2:30
I bite my lip and speed up
But no matter how far I drive
He still sits next to me
in a cliche
two thousand miles away.
When he arrives, I will be stuck
at 2:30
Wearing a cocktail dress
Talking about Mahler's Fifth
because that's what I do
except for now
For now, I bite my lip and drive
because I know he won't let me catch up