Standing Outside A Car On A Mid-November Night, Hoping This Moment Would Never End

I play freeze tag with words like:
"And what are you looking for out of life?" - tag!, you're it.
My questions are open-ended like a possibility.
First goodbyes aside, (insincere like obligatory apologies or apologetic commentaries)
'Nothing' can be the most interesting topic when discussed at length,
And even akward silences are golden when you bask in them like sunshine.
It's the little things that count.
Like when you say that you don't mind that I'm keeping you from whatever life exists beyond this street and this open car door.
And, for just a moment,
I can't remember what was so important about that life anyway.
All that does matter, is me, you, and a car door that I sincerely wish you might forget how to close.