When did I become old? It doesn't feel like that long ago that I was going to concerts and staying out all night and just laughing all the time. How and when did I become old? I want to go to bed at 9 pm, I haven't really danced in forever, I haven't stayed up all night or just went on a spontaneous adventure in so long. At what point in life is this OK? How do I not become old? How do I find that youthfulness again?
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Long car rides, the last summer days, blood orange sunsets, long kisses, longer hugs. Silence, light breezes, knowing he loves you. Suit jackets & pastel dresses, slow dancing. Him singing in the car, bonfires. Loving stares and baggy sweatshirts. Light rainfalls, music & so many words. Pictures, card games, laughing until we cry. One more hug & no more goodbyes.
You know what makes me love you more than I loved him? Its because when he got me, I was perfectly unused. I was fearless and a hopeless romantic. When you got me I was bruised and battered. I was afraid of the world and love but trying to hide it, and yet you didn't leave. You call me beautiful like its my name. And I knew I loved you when suddenly "home" went from a place to a person.
