time was never on our side
i remember dancing. her body was an inch away from mine, but i couldn’t stop thinking about you. you were leaning against the wall, and more than anything, i wanted you to look at me like you could never take your eyes away. i was spinning and seeing you in pieces: your eyes, your profile, your cheekbones, your mouth, your mouth, your mouth. under those lights, i swore you had a halo. i went home that night, and when i tried to sleep, i found your face burning hot behind my closed eyes.
is it right for me to remember things like this every time i hear one of those songs on the radio?
i don’t think it’s wrong. xo.
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yeah, she’s really blonde.
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(i can never take my eyes away.)
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“is it right for me to remember things like this every time i hear one of those songs on the radio?” Oh yeah, it’s right. That’s the songs job. That’s what they do.
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a song, a place, a smell, a word. they all have the uncanny ability to do one thing: make you remember.
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i don’t think there’s much you can do about – it wrong or right. it’s there and if you want it to be there it’ll stay, if you don’t want it there, it will fade in time.
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Every day I’m reminded. It’s not anything except “normal”. and ryn: I know you’re still out there. I just never ever ever hear from you anymore. Not e-mail, not phone. I still consider you my friend – just not one that I talk to on any kind of regular basis. I seem to have none of those left apart from Karyn these days.
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Beautiful girl. I’ve missed you. I can’t believe I never made the trek from Atlanta to Augusta to see you when you were living there. I guess I took some things for granted. And then you were gone. I can’t believe it’s been so long.
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you define beauty
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beautiful girl…you are.who were you dancing with, might i ask…?
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