Driving manual
You let me shift the gears
The way I felt so important
you
Put your hat
On top of my head
The way I felt so wanted
Silent driving
And staring out the window
Listening to your shitty music
The way I felt so content
The lazy morning laying in your bed
Pretending to sleep so you don’t get up
So you don’t move the arms that were wrapped around me
or the head that was buried in my hair
The way I didn’t know I would miss it
driving home not talking
Holding, but not talking
Leaving us hours apart
The way I felt about everything we did
the way I couldn’t stop feeling about you