Laying on the backseat dark leather of his luxury car
My head is spinning and aching, the beginning of a head cold
Fading in and out, my eyelids begin to droop out of sheer exhaustion.
My fingers wrapped around his soft warm hand while he drives
I can barely see through the window into the night, wherever we are
He is taking me home, he... cares about me.
Though when a gentle melody begins to sound throughout the car
My mind cannot perceive it, I cannot believe my ears...
It was a song similar to that of a lullaby, gentle harmonics and smooth lyrics.
When I realized which song it was, I fought to hold back the tears
They weren't tears of pain, or longing, or happiness even...
I was starting to cry because I could feel his invisible embrace.
The very words of the singer were his words, his message of comfort
No, he hadn't left me entirely- he preserved himself in his music
Every emotion of love, every feeling of warmth he had left me that gift.
I strengthened my hold onto my boyfriend's hand as I blinked back
My Imaginary Friend was still with me, here... in this very car
His gentle caress comforting me, never abandoning me.
My love, he will always be with me in spirit...
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