Monday, January 31, 2011 gay

Shortly after coming back from my road trip with Dante to North Carolina for the holidays I was out drinking with Jaime when I heard this song. I couldn't help but remember sitting in Dante's parent's loft in Charlotte. I was reading with his head on my lap. He was asleep and the way my free hand rested on his chest i was able to feel his heartbeat. So I left my hand there while I read for about an hour. I felt so close to him.

I drunkenly told Dante once this song reminded me of him but I never told him why.

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