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Old Times

Do you ever look back at old photos..and just the memory is so strong,

That it brings you back in such a deep pull,

That you can almost place yourself right in that photo, sitting in your best friend's car...

You can almost smell your surroundings, like the interior of her car and the freshener.

You can almost remember exactly how you felt in that moment--

You can think of how happy you were, how things were changing for you...

But now they're just memories and they can not be relived again, only remembered.

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erin-taylor-1
24 / F / American
Published
Jun 30, 2017
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I miss that.

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