Do you know how sometimes you have this one thing that makes you happy, even for a little bit.
Like a drink. A certain kind that's your favorite. You'll drive to three different gas stations looking for it, because nothing else tastes the same.
No matter how hard you look for something else, it never measures up.
That feeling of momentary happiness is gone.
Even if one comes real close, you know it'll never be your favorite.
Well.
You are my sno berry peace tea.
You are it for me.
No matter how hard I try.

It's so strange how your drunken words can change the way I see myself in the mirror.
You are the guy a girl doesn't want to resist.

I feel like Patsy Cline,
walking alone at midnight searching for her love.
Replaying the soundtrack of us over and over in my head.
Having too much fun taking showers together,
laughing our heads off on the couch.
Going for a drive and ending up in our spot overlooking the highway.
Early morning and late night trips to Tim Hortons, Waffle House and IHOP.
Listening to The Beatles, Daft Punk and Alt-J.
I wish I could remember the sound of your voice when you called me beautiful.
I wish I remembered what it felt like to be in your arms.
I wish I remembered your laugh.
However I do remember how proud, how elated, I was to be standing next to you.
You are sunlight and everything good in the world and everyone knew it.
I wish I knew if you missed me.

Sometimes my thoughts come and go so quickly that I feel dizzy.