"When I'm home alone I can think of other things to do
But when I'm rolling in forward motion, I think about only you
It's been a year and a day since I talked to you
I don't know how I made it, but I sure have been blue
And every time I think of what might have been
I jump in my car and start riding again
And I can't find no true love oh baby it's so hard
And I still think about you every time I'm ridin' in my car (ridin' in my car)"
Also, parts of the Taylor Swift song "Back To December" reminded me of T when I prematurely tried to leave therapy:
"Turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you,
wishing I realized what I had when you were mine."