The empty room filled with dust had me caughing, I ran fingers over dusty furniture's that led me back to that time.
It seemed so unreal...the way we held out till dawn. Where the old bed-head stood was where we first made love...I saw u, you were right there.

Nights I use to ran off with you, to a sweet escape just to feel your warm embrace. We shared skittles and laughters, we never meant to scare our parents.
But the thought of getting lost with each other was fascinating.

I snapped back into the present by the scent of old cloth, they were covered in paint...we left our painted hands printed on white T-shirts.

I miss you so much it hurts. Don't wonder why I came back here to this old cabin. We made life easy here, how could I forget.

These lingering memories stayed with me,  we built this...this was where we had our first kiss.

S.B