I'm going back home tonight. Haven't been back since November, when things really began to change. I've missed Danville a lot, and for the past couple weeks i've been reminiscing on the past. The hot summer nights, the late night car rides, the songs we sang, the stories we told, the pictures we took, the walks to the park, the backyard fires, the bike rides, the secrets we kept, the music I was in love with, the people I grew up with. Whether it's a song, a scent, and familiar face or that nervous feeling I get in my stomach- I am reminded of those high school nights, when I didn't have a care or a worry in the world. We were just a bunch of kids, searching for love in all the wrong places- who knew in just a few years it would be but a distant memory; a faint touch and a faraway voice.
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