maybe he was in love, in paris. it seems fitting.
when you're in your favorite place in the world, with someone you're in love with, the memories from those days stick with you. you can recall things with such vivid colours, and thick, heavy moods and scents, even. This song, for me, is a portrayal of how the tiny, meaningless things you do, like eating a croissant and leaving the rest of it on the bed, are so much more colorful when you are in love. It's like you're in a giant dome where no matter what happens, you'll be okay, because you're in love, and you have a certain person in your life to make everything you do leave a mark in your mind. A memory that will always seem fresh.
maybe he was in love, in paris. it seems fitting. when you're in your favorite place in the world, with someone you're in love with, the memories from those days stick with you. you can recall things with such vivid colours, and thick, heavy moods and scents, even. This song, for me, is a portrayal of how the tiny, meaningless things you do, like eating a croissant and leaving the rest of it on the bed, are so much more colorful when you are in love. It's like you're in a giant dome where no matter what happens, you'll be okay, because you're in love, and you have a certain person in your life to make everything you do leave a mark in your mind. A memory that will always seem fresh.