I tried to scrub you away
Wash your scent out of the head rest
Vacuum up any trace of you
The last place where I can hold onto you to...
The back seat of that car.
Our eyes locked in that mirror
You smiling your childish grin
While I memorized you,
tracing every detail into my memory
Now I push it away
Finally able to face the fact
you aren't going to be
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