When you remember a car scene. Remember Me. 

If I repetitively talk about that 

Time you clutched my thigh 

On our first car date and how 

It fucking scared me and you 

Can clearly see it in my wide-eyes 


Then let me recall it as many 

Times as I want, because that

Time was when I realised a part of 

Me fucking loved it. 

A part of me wanted you to try

It again, but the me who was 

Surprised was too powerful. 

So, yes, let me replay that scene, 

Because whenever I do, it’s an 

Appreciation to the awakening 

Of that version, 

The version who wanted more of 

You, more of your touch, more

Of everything you can give, and 

Give back everything in return. 

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