Cotton Candy

On this wet June afternoon, I fall faster and harder than the rain drops which bombard my car. Old temptation's mixed with a brand new feeling. I have been down this road many times, but this time it is new, this time it's for keeps.
I follow the curves, and ride the feeling for as long as possible. Putting my thoughts and feelings on cruise control, you take over.
"remember when you told me you wanted things for me to be perfect?" I ask while staring into your eyes, staring into my future.
"yea, why?" you ask with a puzzled look on your face.
"mission accomplished."