Stitches


There was half a minute left of REM's "losing my religion" when the car crashed.
I keep it on replay now every morning drive
Your coffee gets cold,
My lips get dry,
Your doodles are still on the car window;
that stupid heart you made
My mind gets foggy just thinking,
I miss your warmth.
Winter nights get tough and lonely
But the fire keeps burning
And that song keeps playing.

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