Do you remember...
That time I cried on your
shoulder, squeezed your hand,
and you kissed me for the first time?
That time we were walking through the empty
halls and I grumbled that I was on my period,
and you picked me up from behind and spun me around anyway?
That time I complained absentmindedly about
not having enough money for buying music,
and you brought $30 of iTunes gift cards the next day?
That time you bought me chocolate for
Valentine's Day because you know I love chocolate,
and I ate it all in one night?
That time I went to Europe,
emailing you desperately each day,
and you responded at the speed of light?
That
The Bookstore
She stepped into the bookstore, sighing in relief at the familiar sound of the bell at the door. Still shivering just slightly, she let the door close, leaving behind the icy white crystals falling from the clouds outside. One ear bud dangled limply from her right ear, while music poured into her mind from the other side, providing her with a bit of distraction. Outside, the other half of her brain had been forced to deal with the conversations and sounds of the chaotic world around her. In the bookstore, though, it was quiet. The murmurs of the customers were comforting. She hugged herself and rubbed her arms, attempting to r
Do you remember...
That time I cried on your
shoulder, squeezed your hand,
and you kissed me for the first time?
That time we were walking through the empty
halls and I grumbled that I was on my period,
and you picked me up from behind and spun me around anyway?
That time I complained absentmindedly about
not having enough money for buying music,
and you brought $30 of iTunes gift cards the next day?
That time you bought me chocolate for
Valentine's Day because you know I love chocolate,
and I ate it all in one night?
That time I went to Europe,
emailing you desperately each day,
and you responded at the speed of light?
That
The Bookstore
She stepped into the bookstore, sighing in relief at the familiar sound of the bell at the door. Still shivering just slightly, she let the door close, leaving behind the icy white crystals falling from the clouds outside. One ear bud dangled limply from her right ear, while music poured into her mind from the other side, providing her with a bit of distraction. Outside, the other half of her brain had been forced to deal with the conversations and sounds of the chaotic world around her. In the bookstore, though, it was quiet. The murmurs of the customers were comforting. She hugged herself and rubbed her arms, attempting to r