Reconsider

I considered it.
I had really considered it.
It was so simple.

unhook the seatbelt.
click.
open the door.
swoosh.
and i'm gone.

driving down a stretch of highway
it's late at night
no one expected it
i was angry
but not overwhelmingly suicide angry.

the funny thing is
the way i imagined it was simple--quiet
i would not scream
they wouldn't scream
they'd simply hold their breath.

it took me two minutes to consider and dismiss
dismiss for one important reason
to tell you how i really feel about you.

somedays, i feel like i'll fuck up beforehand
i wont get to tell you
and i'll regret reconsidering.