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I saw you today for the first time in years. You were stopped at a red light and I pulled up behind you. You were driving his car with him in the passenger seat due to his dui arrest from a few weeks ago. Your windows were rolled down and I could hear him screaming at you about some nonsense. You were silent as you looked at him, eyes off the road, hoping for an end to the noise. I saw the tears streaming down your cheeks in the reflection of your rearview mirror and watched as you put your head down on the steering wheel in an act of hopelessness and defeat. I guess I finally know what he's got that I don't. I guess now I finally know why he's so much better than I am.
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Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 10:12 PM UTC
Maybe If I'd Raised My Fists Along With My Voice
I saw you today for the first time in years. You were stopped at a red light and I pulled up behind you. You were driving his car with him in the passenger seat due to his dui arrest from a few weeks ago. Your windows were rolled down and I could hear him screaming at you about some nonsense. You were silent as you looked at him, eyes off the road, hoping for an end to the noise. I saw the tears streaming down your cheeks in the reflection of your rearview mirror and watched as you put your head down on the steering wheel in an act of hopelessness and defeat. I guess I finally know what he's got that I don't. I guess now I finally know why he's so much better than I am.
matt-roberts
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Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 10:12 PM UTC
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