I Don't Want to Sit in a Car With You Listening to My Own Voice

It's been 61 days since you got out of the AM. And I've been away for 40 of those maybe. The more time passes the more I drive. I forgot what being alone this much was like. When you can't see someone's face it's easy to pretend that everything's okay. They tell me everything's fine that I deserve this vacation however weird and maudlin it is. But they're lying. Things aren't going well back home. Chloe started junior of college and she's having to make up for all of her incomplete credits from last year. I want to be there for them. I do but I don't know how. Maybe ever.