This Town

The happy skier I keep coming back to

In keeping with the theme of coming back again to the same amazing man captured in yesterday's post, I bring you Niall Horan's version:

Waking up to kiss you and nobody's there
The smell of your perfume still stuck in the air
It's hard
Yesterday I thought I saw your shadow running 'round
It's funny how things never change in this old town
So far
From the stars

And I want to tell you everything
The words I never got to say the first time around
And I remember everything
From when we were the children playing in this fairground
Wish I was there with you now

'Cause if the whole world was watching I'd still dance with you
Drive highways and byways to be there with you
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you
Mmmmm

I saw that you moved on with someone new
In the pub that we met he's got his arms around you
It's so hard
So hard

And I want to tell you everything
The words I never got to say the first time around
And I remember everything
From when we were the children playing in this fairground
Wish I was there with you now

'Cause if the whole world was watching I'd still dance with you
Drive highways and byways to be there with you
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you

You still make me nervous when you walk in the room
Them butterflies—they come alive when I'm next to you
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you

A poem from the art show yesterday

And I know that it's wrong
That I can't move on
But there's something 'bout you

At times I thought it was wrong, but yaaayyyyy it wasn't. It was right on!

'Cause if the whole world was watching I'd still dance with you
Drive highways and byways to be there with you
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you

You still make me nervous when you walk in the room
Them butterflies—they come alive when I'm next to you
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you
Mmmm
Everything comes back to you
Mmmm

It really, truly does. As I texted my boyfriend yesterday, when I saw this poem, I pondered whether it fit for us. An unbreakable arch? But then I realized it did. Because absolutely nothing about us broke while we were apart.

If anything, we are stronger than we ever were...