Driving

I was driving in my truck alone, feeling the same way I did that day like

I was embarrassed by myself trying to remember you. A stranger picking me back up.

And methinking how I could ever repay you.

Mostly I remember sending over your coffin thinking “oh god. I could never make it up to him. I ran out of time.”

So I was at a stoplight, dangerously driving with my emotions fall in my truck on E.

When my radio shut off and my body washed over with the same feeling I got when you reached out.

And I smelled your cologne, it filled my air conditioner

My sorrow left me and now I crave the thought of you watching me and my mind keeping it at peace.

Lmd

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