Our Song.

It isn't often that a song comes along, wrenches you by the gut while bringing a smile to your face and floods you with that which you've been trying to bury to no avail.

Bittersweet memory is what most would call it, I'd reckon.


Our song is the way You laugh
The first date "Man, I didn't kiss him and I should have"
And when I got home, before I said Amen
Asking God if He could play it again

I've heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song.

[ Our Song, Taylor Swift ]
It brings to mind the first time I met You.

And I smile to myself, shake my head and close this window.