if you say that there's something better than driving at night with someone sitting beside you, with the heater on, with one of your favorite songs playing and a hand in yours...then you're wrong.

and if you say that being outside at night, under a clear sky, under a mess of stars that are shining so bright that even if you never could identify the constellations before, you could pick them all out now...if you say that's no good...you're wrong.

you're wrong and you probably kick cats, too.

||i'm sorry you turned into driftwood||

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