Life just gets a little more interesting
When you rename a song with someone’s name
Your blanket suddenly smells like his
You are swept off your feet,
in the rain, dancing to a silent song.
Old memories being replaced with the new ones
and stay forever in the records that you own
Childhood fairytales linger in between the sheets,
and everything feels like a dejavu
Of something you always longed for
That’s when you know you’re not dead inside,
That’s when you know it’s the intimacy that keeps you alive.