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I never update about the colors, the smells, or the touch of anyone anymore. I don’t go into great detail about Matt's smile or how his shirt feels against my bare skin when we’re hanging on the couch. I never update about the way his pair of lips crush along mine and how his skin feels so soft only when I’m touching something underneath my fingertips. I never update about how it feels to be held from behind or the way his voice makes me tremble whenever he whisper in my ear. However, I still feel the tiny circles he draws on the small of my back with his middle finger, barely touching me, as we take turns answering each other’s questions. When I close my eyes, I can still see his mouth and how I long to kiss it as the corners twisted up into one of the sweetest smiles ever. I can still feel the fabric of his black t-shirt contained in my hand as I try to pull him closer to me. I still feel, smell, see, taste, touch, and love him. After four years I still love him more then ever. The memories we make together are embedded into our brain..we are forever.
But, I’ll never update about it though, because I’m a bad storyteller.
On another note; this is me lately-
The other night Matt, Nishant and I went to see Ted Leo & The Pharmacists in Princeton, NJ. We got there and they told us and 200 others that the place had reached it's max capacity. Wearing a skirt, I took off my pumps and jumped into an opened window with everyone following me and saw the "MotherFuckingMan" himself.
I rocked that night.
I wasn't feeling too hot on Friday so we just went to the Drive-In movie theater and made fun of people screaming while watching Amittyville Horror.
After pulling me out of bed on Saturday Matt dragged me to the Palisades Mall, which is freaking HUGE. We had dinner at the Fox Sports Grille. It was bangin'. Then we went over to Sean & Jen's house; played some cards, watched some tv, drank some Sparks, etc.
Yesterday we played baseball down at the shore and then all of us went bar hopping and then had dinner @ Frankies. Matt and I came home around 9pm, watched Desperate Housewives and then rough housed for an hour. We laughed so much we couldn't breathe.