I sat there, too quiet, thinking whether or not to bring on the usual me.. but there was something about that seat, and the window, and the song... Then I realized, that was the first time I wasn't shotgun.. That was why it was so weird.. It was too awkward, there alone..
Or was it really that? Or was it because it was the first time since the last time that we've talked.. But when was the last time that we did? It was too long ago..
hey stranger, you okay?
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