And the rest of our lives would have fared well.

Reminiscing with an old friend  over hot cocoa is the best. Sitting in a coffee shop, warm and cozy . Speaking about the good times, completely forgetting about the bad ones.  Thinking to yourself that you hadn’t realized how much you’d missed this particular person until that moment when you hug and realize your squeezing so tight it’s borderline painful. Wondering at what point you started considering this friend as ‘old’. Getting angry at yourself for waiting over a year to meet and silently promising that it won’t happen again. Feeling scared that you might be lying to yourself. Forgetting it when that person tells you something particularly funny only that person would say.  Like a reassurance that it isn’t over. We haven’t forgotten and we won’t. And then you look out the window, see the shivering people and practically feel the cold biting your cheeks. You see the street you walked down so many times during the summer and think to yourself that it looks different. You realize, time constantly passes and things follow, without exception. It all always changes and that’s okay.

The Shins – New Slang

Love & Green Dragons