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Monday, September 13, 2004

rearview mirror

he was driving, with her in the passenger seat. he was wearing a pair of sunglasses. she had red hair. he had short dark hair.

he was acting goofy, apparently dancing to the music playing on the radio. he took her hand and playfully bit on her finger. she said "Ow" with a smile. she leaned towards him with mock anger. for a split second, no words were said, but everything was clear by the way they looked into each other's eyes.

both smiled. he continued his goofy behavior, she turned, grabbed a CD from the backseat and put it into the head unit. soon after, both of them started to bob their heads to the music.

i look to my right, and i see an empty seat. i keep on staring at them through my rearview mirror.


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