If you love somebody, better tell them while they're here, cause, they might just run away from you.
I found vines you did last year. I missed your voice so bad I didn't know it.
M is riding down with me to school. We were talking logistics.
You were supposed to road trip with me.
I must have imagined it a thousand times. And I imagined the part where I'd drop you off with your family and meet them again. Imagine their concern at the rest of the drive I had. Maybe even there'd be a standing offer for me to stop and stay if I'm driving through.
I imagined telling stories in the car. Getting closer. Lots of laughing and silly arguments. A good philosophical debate. Singing along to our favorite songs. Planning our futures.
I wanted to have that with you.
Instead I'm spending my time figuring out what I'm going to text you on your birthday. I committed to that text.
Oh, how am I gonna get over you?
I'll be all right.
Just not tonight.
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