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I sit here blinking wildly at the screen
knowing he won't be here
but wishing anyway

wishing he could read what I am
trying, in vain
to say... wishing that smile
he buried in the steering wheel
was closer...
wishing tomorrow night was
here with answers to the unspoken

I'm just tired and
I need sleep-
my brain knows what's up
but my heart won't believe:

-she doesn't want to be
roadkill again-

careful, I break easy