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Mar 2013
I remember the windy day after church
We were waiting outside a resturant
For our parents to arrive.

I remember the way you held me
You kissed my lips, against a wall
Your mom was so ******.
I didn't care
I was in pure bliss.

I remember the day we were home alone
We were waiting in the living room
For my parents to come home

I remember the way you held me
You kissed me and, I kissed back
They would have been so ******.
I didn't care
I was in pure bliss.

I remember the Sunday in January
We were waiting so hungrily
For my parents to finish talking.

I remember the way she looked at us
She thought we were already married
Nothing that day would make us ******.
We were in pure bliss.

I remember that warm night in August
We kept being torn apart
For I was new and you were not.

I remember when we finally hung out
And when we spoke words so heartfelt
Nothing again would make us ******.
We are in pure bliss.

I remember sitting on a park bench
It was dark but I felt bright.
I remember the way you kissed me
It was imperfect but so flawless and from the heart.

I remember the taste of your lips when we pulled away and smiled under the street light. I remember after sharing out first kiss we shared a cigarette, and then we shared our hearts in a subtle secret way. You've tainted my life and all my memories are filled with you.
For Nicolas
KM
Written by
KM
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   Nick Durbin and Eliza Jane
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