March 04, 2007 saturday - 21:13
nobody knows it
- semisonic, secret smile
i am that girl, the one who no longer exists. but when you dust off the old tapes and play them on your creaking vcr, i come to life again, smiling at you, playing with you, as if we would last forever.
and long after that moment is passed, i am there, with that unruly wisp of hair curling against my cheek, my hand grasped in yours. and even in the depths of winter, in the video it is always summer.