Killer x Reader || drive, darling

How could these days go by so fast? No rear view could picture what we leave behind... Drive, darling, drive... A silent conversation---no words cause there's no need. We let the tapes mix up the years and press repeat, and press repeat. The trunk is filled with records and books and tears and clothes... I'm smiling on the surface, but I'm scared as hell below... Good morning freedom. Good night...