Wednesday, April 16, 2025

Good Riddance

 I remember hearing it in a dark car, as we drove home over dark winter roads in Michigan. 

You have had a way of making cliche songs meaningful, so that I might fall into tears at any random hit of the 2000s.

I missed you, then.

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