why so many many many many many violins?

20070823
01:51

Last time I ate steak here,
with you, like always.
that night I paid for dinner
we walked outside and said
goodnight, we hugged and
made plans for the next time
and you got into a plane.

I wish I could still dive and see those stars.
My sunroof wide open, wind blowing in,
that night I barely paid attention to the road.
I tried to record the constellations I miss -
there are too many streetlights here.

I could probably remember
those next few days
if I hadn't looked up so much.
I hear you landed,
but that one wrong turn
cancelled all our plans.

The same parking lot is a little less full now,
but my car's parking break is stuck.
I'll stay outside, looking up,
waiting for my calendar to match the one I see there,
it now holds your schedule.

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