I threw a few things in my old suitcase
And stood for an hour in the security line
Grabbed a postcard and a coca-cola
And then sat and waited to pre-board the flight
I wish you were here, I scratched on the postcard
To switch my seat from center to the aisle
To chat about nothing and fine art
Instead, I guess I’ll nap for awhile
I opened my eyes, did I shut off the lights
I knew I should’ve checked it once more
I called the post office to vacation the mail
But did I remember to lock the front door?
I headed out into the sunshine
But the weather forecast says there'll be storms
I asked to get some on board headphones to buy
When out of nowhere I remembered that store
Where we bought that dalmatian umbrella
After it started to pour
That weekend we spent at Coachella
When Bad bunny slipped and fell on the floor
The air was like wildflowers in bloom
I wish you were here, I whispered again
I can't believe that it's nearly June
As I fiddle with the clicker on my pen
Just last week it seems, it was still snowing
and you were here, with that smile on your face
The flight attendant seems easy going
She seems to know that I feel out of place
I wish you were here, babe, there is so much to remember
As my eyes begin to well up with tears
You've been gone three years now, this September
And the world has changed, without you here
I go through the motions of living
Though the joy seems to have wilted away
Memories can be unforgiving
And I wish you were here, more everyday
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