Driving with you in my car is a different feeling.
Wondering if you glance up at me while I'm fully focused on the road.
If you see me glance in my rearview mirror to look at you for a moment before directing my eyes back at the road.
Wondering if there will ever be a day it's you who sits in the front seat with me.
If it'll be you that takes over the aux cord.
If it'll be you who I glance over to.
I'd drive you anywhere, just to see you in my passenger seat, to hold your hand as I drive.
Driving is fun, but it'd be better if it was with you.
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PoetryPoetry I write at work when I miss my ex. Some is happy, most be sad.