old

I've been cleaning lately. During that process I found an old writing book of mine.
Within the book I found something I wrote, a long time ago. And I really like it.
I usually don't like much of anything I write but I like this... a lot.

I listen to these songs on repeat. Some of them aren't even particularly good. But they evoke those "good" feelings, which is all that really matters. They make me think of us- of you. Of everything that could've been, that never was. Of everything I ruined.
I listen to these songs on repeat and I wonder is anything could be different. If I had sung a different song, if you have put on a different radio station how would things have changed? Would there have been any difference at all? Could I have prevented this entire situation by a change from PST to B101? Or would Night Moods have done it?
It was raining all day yesterday. I tried not to think about the weather. If I let the black skies and falling drops into my mind I wouldn't have been able to think of anything but the night we met. When we talked for hours in the rainstorm, relaxing under a cloudy sky. We were praying to not be hit by lightning but still were fascinated by the jagged lines of light cutting through the sky every few moments.