i listen to this and the nostalgic feeling creeps over me - of vodka and best friends as we chatter on the porch. sex, strangers, parties, and the illusion of freedom, 2 am drives, carefree walks to places we've never been. not knowing where we'd end up... really though, we were just lost in a beautiful glass house painted shades of different color - ready to collapse at any time.
what i have now is beautiful like a warm quilt knitted by a loved one, what i have now is hot coffee and sunny side eggs.
what i have now is productive ways, procrastination, dinner and favorite tv shows.
what i have now is a valentine, a pumpkin carver, a partner in crime.
my life now is grand. calm. a good book, a beige beach, a blue sky, the cool tide. but my life before was a firework. a broken kaleidoscope. a rainbow trapped in a tornado.
i look back and reminisce, but when i look back, im grateful i never have to travel that road again.
...what i'm trying to say is, i like this song.
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