I held the steering firmly,
As I let loose myself in the memories we share..
I looked at the empty seat beside me…
As I played your favorite playlist for the hundredth time after you left..
So that it takes me to the afternoon when once we raced,
Thinking of you, sitting besides me..
I wonder how anxious were you?
About the start of the movie we were about to miss…
Today I drove through those curves once again,
Today there is nothing I could possibly miss,
But the way I miss the one who sat besides me..
Today I tried to race again, talking to myself..
But then I realized the memory is not about the race,
but about the one who sat besides me..