I blink a few times, a few more images coming back, before nodding and swallowing. The accident burns in my mind, the first memory to consider itself as one.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I smile back, glancing at her, "We... we were sitting in the sand. I don't know what we were doing before, but we were sitting in each others arms in the sun."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
"Well, you drove us to the beach after we had lunch in a little cafe. We were there for about two hours and that was the first time you said you loved me." I say.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh