Man in the white Dodge truck.. or van... I can’t remember because I almost wrecked with your eyes meeting mine. I was ready to point out of my sunroof to an exit where we could ignore the sunset... it doesn’t matter as long as I could see it in your eyes. I’m not sure why I was so surprised at your highway exit. Maybe it seemed unfair, seeing your taillights without ever a whisper, hug, or a laugh in this world where tragic romance is allowed and we are not. Can we redeem our lost moment and eat tacos together??
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