Ua Tuahine
You're with me while I'm driving, wherever that may be. I look at you and feel a gentle stubbornness creeping out again. It is warm, but then I am hurt, and I miss you more than I allow to be shown. I don't know how my life would have been if things had gone differently. I don't know what our relationship would've been if things had gone differently. All I really know is that you're gone and I miss you.
