Oh the memories.
They hurt like
some one just jabbed
me in the heart.
I am longing for
last summer,
all those long nights
spent with you,
listening to Alt-J,
looking at the stars.
Ow.
I wish that the memories
could come like a laugh,
easy and good.
But usually I just
feel out of control.
Because I know that
all we will ever be,
is a beautiful memory.

I think I just found
the new title of our movie
-xo