Nostalgia

It's cold and stormy now
But if I close my eyes, I can still remember
Those summer nights in my car
When we listened to sad songs

I can still see the twilight looming
The city lights, were blinding
My hands tangled in your hair
Whispering softly

Like a flower in a book
Your pressed against my memories
Slick rain, warm air
Your hands were always so cold

Breaking out into the world
Breathing in the air
I swallow hard
You make me nervous
But I only want to be here
That final night in the woods is engraved in my mind
For always
The pale moonlight etched against your face
Would you meet me there again

Like a flower in a book
Your pressed against my memories
Slick rain, warm air
Your hands were always so cold



Credits
Writer(s): Breeanna Villalpondo
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