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As I stare at the sky through the open
sunroof, I cant help but wonder if
he's looking at it too.

As I break the silence in the car
with my singing, his name crosses
my mind.

As I read my book with only the small
car light lighting up the words,
his words float through my mind.

As we pass the car crash,
I can't help but worry it was him.

As I drift in and out of sleep,
his face drifts with it.

That's when it hits me,
I am actually in love with him.

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TinyDesTINY7 said...
Aug. 23 at 11:59 am
This is so amazing!
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