I was on my way to the town over.
Warm sunshine flooded in through every window,
palm trees were lined up in their correct order,
and the bluest California sky imaginable was right above me.
At every stop,
I heard the cars pass by me.
They remind me of you leaving.

I can still recall each individual crack my heart had that day.
How much it broke,
and at exactly what times.
I can still recall the song playing on the radio,
I listen to it all the time.
It brings me back to our last day.
When I still had you,
even though I lost you.

I hope my heart can forgive me for the cruel despair I've caused.
No other feeling can compare to how it felt when you left.
Nothing has been right ever since.