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Remember when...

2.09.2011

Remember when we were just friends and we would tell each other everything?
Remember when you made the cd? The one that showed your true feelings. By accident.
Remember when you couldn't be my friend, not the same way, and I got mad?
Remember when I gave in and let it's all happen? Let us happen.
Remember when we kissed on the corner, in front of everyone cause we couldn't wait til my apartment a block away?
Remember when we drove to the beach, last minute, in the fall and drank wine from a box?
Remember when I tackled you in the video store and made out with you on the floor, and just didn't care?
Remember when we would go to the same resturant? Over and over again. And loved it.
Remember when we would drink wine every night and get lost in shows together?
Remember when I couldnt sleep and you drove to two stores, at midnight, to find the right medicine to ease my pain?
Remember when we stayed in on new years?
Remember when we felt so safe with each other?
Remember when there were thoughts of forever?
Remember when we could fall into our own little world? Just us.
Remember when the rose petals stained?
Remember when we were just perfect for each other?
Remember when one kiss could take all the pain away.
Remember when we were enough? Enough to fix anything.
Remember when we were great?
Cause now, that is all I can remember.
And I wouldn't have it any other way.

4 comments:

  1. Let it out Lacey. Eventually, it will be okay. (:

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  2. I love this... you are amazing..

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  3. Beautiful. I love this.

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