sometimes a place reminds you of that little moment when you held hand with that someone waiting for the traffic light to turn green, held it so tight cause you felt like that hand might be gone in a split second. sometimes a place reminds you of those sweet hesitated kisses after the sun has set, one that you had been longing for after days of fights. sometimes a place reminds you of all those sugary words from that someone promising you now and forever.
sometimes a place reminds you of small things that no longer matter tho you still remember. and you smile. cause you also still remember how peaceful that place was. cause you also still remember the sounds of the birds, the breeze of the wind, and all the alleys you stepped on. and you know that life was good. and life is still good. and is getting better.
