AN: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IqcElEwXmIg Pull up this song when you get to the pictures. I think it makes it that much sweeter 🙂

Teach me to fall

And I’ll teach you to sing

When life keeps stealing your melody

I jogged down the street, trying to run this hangover off. I had woken up in a bed in the hostel Taylor and I were staying at feeling like I’d run head on with a train, and lost. I had no idea how I had gotten there, or much of the night before after walking into that night club and sitting at the bar. I vaguely remember a man, but other than that, nothing. Gnome, I hope I hadn’t done anything stupid. I didn’t wake up next to anyone so that had to be a plus, right?

Around your finger I’ll be a string

I will forget everything I know

About love, I don’t know, about love

A movement pulled me from my thoughts and I looked ahead of me. The man from the fountain. I waved back and slowed to a stop in front of him. “Hey.” I said, catching my breath. “Seems we are destined to run into each other.” He smiled and looked at me.

“You look like you’re recovering from last night well.” He commented. I looked at him, confused.

“You saw me last night?” I asked. He laughed.

Sure feels good at first

“Yes, and you told me you wouldn’t remember anything. I see you were telling the truth.”

“Oh gnome.” I sighed, pushing a stray hair from my cheek. “Did I do anything stupid?”

“Well…” I said, his green eyes focusing on my lips. “I wouldn’t call it stupid.” The smile he had on made me blush. “It was just a little kiss.”

“Gnome. I am so sorry.” I rushed, feeling my cheeks burn.

“It’s okay. I didn’t complain. Listen, would you like to grab some breakfast?” He asked. I was about to decline out of embarrassment, but my stomach growled. Busted.

“Sure.” I said, suddenly realizing I looked like crap. Covered in sweat, in baggy, old running clothes. He smiled and turned around, walking towards the square.

I’ll learn to dance if you promise not to laugh

And I end up in a cast

From falling over



“Listen, I am really sorry about last night. I honestly had no idea what I was doing.” I said, sitting down with my food. I was so embarrassed. I’m sure he was a great kisser, I just wish I could have remembered it.

“It’s alright. It was nice. You have nothing to be embarrassed about.” He consoled, watching me.

“I just, I didn’t come here to kiss my past away with random guys, or drink till I couldn’t remember. I came to get away. To make new memories. Good ones, not embarrassing ones I can’t even remember.” I put my head in my hands, taking a deep breath.

And you can’t get mad when some girl you think I have

Puts a story in your head

When I hardly know her

The look on his face when i finally looked up was something I couldn’t quite place. “I understand. It seems we came here for the same reason.” His face darkened for a moment. “Why don’t we make new memories, together?” He asked. I could have sworn he looked nervous.

“Oh, uhm.” I paused. He was handsome, really handsome. But I wan’t looking for a relationship. “Well, I’m not really looking for a relationship.”

“That’s fine. This can be whatever we want it to be. In fact, it’s nothing. It can become whatever we want it to. We won’t bring in past sorrows, or anything. We are two people, in a new place, looking for a new start. Forget where you came from, where you’ve been. What matters is right here, right now. As of today, we have no past, just the present and near future.”

So

About love, I don’t know, about love

Sure feels good at first

“Wait.” I say, taking it all in. “So you want to know nothing of my past. No strings attached. We don’t have to kiss, date, anything like that? If I just want to see the town and countryside that’s it?” He nodded. I was silent for a moment. What if I did want to kiss him again? “And if I want it to change? Be something more than just showing me the countryside?”

“Then it can be more. All you have to do is ask.” He said.

I thought on it as I finished my breakfast. “Okay, deal. I’d like to see the countryside.” I watched him, an unfamiliar tingle in my gut. No, not unfamiliar, long forgotten. It was the same tingle I felt when I met Terrance. No, stop, I told myself. This isn’t anything. Unless…unless I want it to be.

Ooh, every spring there’s a honey bee that stings

So things can change

I watched him as he talked. I was going to have to be careful. My gut was wanting more out of this than my head did. No relationships. I didn’t come here for that. Did I? I came here to make new memories. I never said no to a relationship. I said no to a summer fling with a french man; he was not french. No, he was not french. But anything that happened between us would be a fling. A serious relationship had to come with pasts and we promised no pasts.

“Sound good to you?” He asked, looking at me.

“I’m sorry, what?” I asked, realizing he was asking me something.

He smiled. “How about we start at the Nectary?”

“Sounds good.” I said, standing and following him out. “Give me an hour to get ready?” He nodded and walked back to the hostel with me.

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Ooh, every fire get too close and it reminds you

Things can change in love

But it sure feels good at first

For every heartbreak, there’s a sermon to be said

And this pastor in my hands preaching to the choir

Don’t get me wrong cause it’s too soon to decide

But this ain’t my first rodeo when my heart’s been roped and tied

In love, I don’t know, about love

But it sure feels good at first

Ooh, every autumn colors come, that you’ve forgotten

So things can change

Ooh every frost some live on and some are lost

So things can change in love

But it sure feels good at first

Na na na na na, mmmmmm

Na na na na na, mmmmmm

But it sure felt good at first