That time I was helpless and broken hearted
crying my eyes out the side of the highway at Chevron
of all places.
I think about how you drove out to pick me and all my
pieces up.
That was nice.
No one else would have ever done that,
just you. I hope that I remembered
to thank you between the tears.
Every now and then I think about that time and
how that's probably the nicest thing that anyone has
ever done for me...