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Nov 2013
I Remember
The classic rock music playing
As we drove to no place in particular
wandering this dead town
enjoying the other’s company
I Remember
feeling your fingers
Trace the outline of my lips
As we lay in your bed
Together
With hushed voices
I Remember
These feelings of love
Loving and being loved
I Remember
Thinking it was different this time

You sure showed me.

b.l.
I'm feeling pretty ******, okay?
brianna lopez
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