There are these few moments when I just lay in bed, looking at the ceiling; remembering what went wrong, and what went right. Thinking about those few moments where you remember everything that happened because of how you felt; who you were with. I still remember the first slow dance I ever had, Chasing Cars was playing, and I was wearing a long sleeved red shirt. He caught me by surprise and took me by the hand. Chasing Cars is still my favorite song :) I miss those little moments that meant so much.