February 25, 2017

this is the time in my life where i start seeing in color 

driving around in my best friend’s jeep with elvis serenading us

mind and soul i grow into myself

my records spin over and over

for you the needle never makes that scratchy noise

the one that always comes but never by your side

we thrive in decades we never lived in but feel like we know

there is nothing more sentimental than holding human words in

your hands

i am holding yours now as i drive into the cotton candy sunset

i know how to love again

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