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.