I saw a white truck today
It looked exactly like yours
My heart skipped
Butterflies migrated to my stomach
I knew it wasn't yours
You're 604 miles away now
But, oh, how I hoped
To catch a glimpse of you
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My Head's Above Water
PoetryLosing the one you thought you'd have forever will really put things into perspective. Life and death, love and hate, the old and the new. Lay back and relax, we're getting over a heartbreak one miserable poem after the other.
White truck
I saw a white truck today
It looked exactly like yours
My heart skipped
Butterflies migrated to my stomach
I knew it wasn't yours
You're 604 miles away now
But, oh, how I hoped
To catch a glimpse of you