dealing with the unfamiliar

let us go back to the time when your imagination was my playground.

let us go back to the time when i made the sun rise and made it shine so perfectly, you would die for a day to end.

let us go back to that moment when you first held my hand and looked at me with that sweet smile, telling me that everything will be okay.

let us go back to that taxi ride where you carefully kissed my cheek and i froze, for a second or two.

let us go back to that night when you said you wanted me more than her and she was just a product of some selfish necessity.

let us go back to making dizzy daydreams because we were too drunk in the afternoon - it was too early to sleep yet too early to say goodbye.

let us go back to that wee hours of the night when things just fell into place that even while we were sitting beside a lonely street, we were celebrating within.

let us go back.

make it familiar.