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There are certain songs you come across in life that brings you back to an exact moment. Or an exact feeling. Or, in the best cases, an exact person. It's kind of like a rush of feeling in the pit of your stomach or the lump in your throat, in the saddest of experiences. They can make you smile, make you laugh, or make you cry. 
We're driving down a road and our song is playing against the background noise of the engine hum. My hand is laced in yours resting comfortably on your knee. My eyes are closed but I know you glance over to me every few minutes. The car is slightly chilled, as we just started home from our date but the sun's heat warms my right arm. I'm not paying attention to the music because all I can hear is your voice singing me back into my nap, and I drift off, never feeling so content or happy. 
It's not that I miss the exact moment, or even the exact person. But I miss the exact feeling. This song brings me back to a feeling: a feeling of pure, innocent, young love. The kind where I had no idea where it was going, or if it was true, or how long it would last. But all I knew is in that moment, I was safe. 
And right now I'm none of those things, and I'm scared to death I'll never get it back. What if that was my one great love in life, and none of the others will compare? And I'll spend the rest of my life searching for something that I barely had in the first place, yet chose to let go? 
What if, for the rest of my life, the closest I'll get to ever feeling that way again is listening to a song?

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