Do you remember when I walked to your house that summer? It was vegas in july, and I wore a sweater, I had a backpack full of tea and a mind full of last winter. Do you remember that winter when I walked to your house? It was vegas in December and I wore a sweater, I had a backpack filled with tea And no place to be but with you that Christmas eve. You clung to my sweater I knew you'd remember. I love you.
This was written for my best friend I haven't seen/spoken to in awhile.