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Its funny how a song can take you back to a different place.
i was driving home from work, just started the drive, and a song i had'nt heard in a long time came on the radio.
Death Cab - Photobooth.
I thought about the first time i came over. how your house smelt, your room looked, your sheets the way they felt. Your face when i woke up that first morning next to you. the way your make up smelt.. like make up. just everything. the colors.
it was just so weird. and vivid. not that it was weird that it took me there, just how i felt, i felt like it was still that time, about running away from weekends over to your house, how short a few straight days felt with you. your smile your laugh, your face.
i was driving home from work, just started the drive, and a song i had'nt heard in a long time came on the radio.
Death Cab - Photobooth.
I thought about the first time i came over. how your house smelt, your room looked, your sheets the way they felt. Your face when i woke up that first morning next to you. the way your make up smelt.. like make up. just everything. the colors.
it was just so weird. and vivid. not that it was weird that it took me there, just how i felt, i felt like it was still that time, about running away from weekends over to your house, how short a few straight days felt with you. your smile your laugh, your face.