I changed my first taillight in the Canadian tire parking lot
A hot day in July, I was 17
You texted saying you 'were sorry you weren't there to help'
I didn't know taillights burnt out
But I've always known whatever I needed, you wouldn't be 'there to help'
So really, don't sweat it, I will
About the Creator
AJ
Because locking myself in a dimly lit house on the seaside and feverishly pouring my soul out on a typewriter is not available to me right now
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