It’s kind of silly to love a car, right? But I love you. I didn’t even know I liked cars until you. In fact, wait, I don’t like cars. But every single time I drive you something inside me opens up. You make me feel like myself. Sometimes I giggle out loud while driving down the street in you because you just feel so right. You’ve given me a sense of sureness that is silly and laughable, but damn it feels good to get pure joy from a big red and white machine. Plus, you’re just so cute.
Thank you, and I love you.