Mallary Hope

Got your hand, on the wheel with my barefeet up on the dashboard, we're talkin and snackin on gas station food as the signs Roll by. can't recall, the last time I laughed this hard there were tears in my eyes, catchin my breath cause of what you Just

I reached for you this morning woke up with empty arms once again it's sinking in how far away you are I still pour two cups of coffee and tell you all about my dreams this kitchen's way to quiet you should still be here with me and even though I cry