starstruck

"But as I wait on the subway platform, my mind returns to our kiss in the elevator. The feel of his hair. And the way he looked sleeping in my bed, half-covered by my sheets. Those are the images that I remember the most. They are like the photographs of ex-boyfriends that you desperately want to throw away, but you can’t bring yourself to get rid of them. So instead you store them in an old shoe box, in the back of your closet, figuring that it doesn’t hurt to save them. Just in case you want to open that box and remember some of the good times."
— emily giffin, something borrowed

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