i'm always taken back to that day in November, when i was sitting in a car and it was raining and my friend kept exclaiming that this was paradise and asked if i agreed.

i couldn't agree.
the only paradise i knew was you.

i'll always remember that cold day and cold month as the last point in time where we were truly happy.
where i still got to hear every beautiful "hello" and every dreadful "goodbye."
where i still woke up to you and your voice was the soundtrack to my life.

little did i know,
on that day,
the soundtrack had ended.