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May 2017
Every time I take a step it reminds me of dancing with you in my kitchen. Our pancakes kept burning, we lost track of time, but neither of us seemed to care.

Every time my lips touch together it reminds me of  kissing you in my front room. Anyone could have walked in at any second, we lost track of time, but neither of us seemed to care.

Every time I get inside my car it reminds me of the time we left it parked in the middle of the road while we stood by holding eachother close. People honked and yelled, we lost track of time, but neither of us seemed to care.

I wish it was still so easy to lose track of time.
Awaiting August
Cecelia K
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