Mar 07, 2008 23:28
I miss you, you know.
I think about you every day.
I know you don't read this.
I wake up, look outside, and...
What I want is to be:
-In the sunny window of a diner
-Somewhere on the road
-Sitting across from you
-Wearing mirrored sunglasses,
-Smirking because
-We know just how much cooler we are than everyone else
-Drinking shit coffee
-Waiting for our hashbrowns
-Within sight of our muscle car in the parking lot
-Hungover
-With the tingle of rubber over pavement singing through our fingertips that rest on the filters of our cigarettes
So, do you miss me like I miss you?
P.S. I'd sing the Coasters' "Down in Mexico" to you.