The sun peeks out from behind the clouds
as we drive over pinecones,
and the car’s wheels hop
over every crackling one.
My brain is broken
but the world still spins,
the scars stain my flesh
as I remember my sins.
The music plays on the radio
as I try to focus on the view,
but it seems so pointless
when all I can think of is you.
The smell of forest and leafy undergrowth
awakens my senses and feelings,
a calmness washes over my body
and something in me starts healing.
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