every vow you break, every smile you fake

Can't some songs just bring you back to places you don't wish to visit?

I know I associate too much with music. Falling in love, breaking up, all sorts of other things.

I hear a song and I'm back in a dorm parent's appartment. Exam weekend. Freshman year. Dorm parent's husband has a guitar. We're all singing this song and having a fabulous time.

She was the only one who got away with calling me L. C.. And I got called Little S.. We had good times. Moments that mean a lot to me. I'll remember them or a long time.

She's why I became a proctor, and part of the reason I developed an addiction to Coca-Cola.

I probably would never have seen her again anyway, but it was hard to learn I couldn't have the chance.