November - PatrickReza

I remember that gray day in November

The smell of rain, cigarettes, and coffee in the air

I remember that car went up in embers

That dropped me off on the curb next to you

I remember when I saw you in your purple sweater

Leaned up on that brick wall with your blonde hair

I surrendered to the butterflies I never thought

I’d feel before I had seen you right there

My legs went weak

My head spinning

Pinched myself to

Make sure I’m not dreaming

Oh I remember

Oh I remember

I remember that gray day in November

I remember that gray day in November

The smell of rain, cigarettes, and coffee in the air

I remember that car went up in embers

That dropped me off on the curb next to you