I saw a red Camaro today and I thought of you.
Some days I don't, but today I did.
It wasn't the anniversary or your birthday.
It was just a normal Thursday in a normal work week.
But I saw a red Camaro and I thought of you.
I wondered where you'd be and what you'd be doing.
What kind of job you'd have.
Then I thought you'd probably be in our wedding.
If you were still here.
I saw a red Camaro today and I thought of you.
And I missed you.
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