When I was younger, and wildly in love, I gave myself for the first time to a boy who was even more wildly in love with me. The next morning we went out and laid beneath a large oak tree that grew in a grassy depression between a tangle of freeways. I remember the noise roared around us but we remained huddled up that cool, foggy morning in an old blanket with nothing else but a small cd player. It was then that I first heard this song, and the freeway noise seemed to melt away. The boy told me that this song was about a girl losing her virginity and the mix of emotions that go along accordingly. I have never bothered to seek out the validity of that explanation, but every time I hear it I am ever more fondly brought back to that time and all of the emotions that raced through me then. I have long since spoken to that boy, and regardless of what this song is actually meant to be about, it will always be a beautiful reminder of that time in my life and all that was given and all that was lost.
When I was younger, and wildly in love, I gave myself for the first time to a boy who was even more wildly in love with me. The next morning we went out and laid beneath a large oak tree that grew in a grassy depression between a tangle of freeways. I remember the noise roared around us but we remained huddled up that cool, foggy morning in an old blanket with nothing else but a small cd player. It was then that I first heard this song, and the freeway noise seemed to melt away. The boy told me that this song was about a girl losing her virginity and the mix of emotions that go along accordingly. I have never bothered to seek out the validity of that explanation, but every time I hear it I am ever more fondly brought back to that time and all of the emotions that raced through me then. I have long since spoken to that boy, and regardless of what this song is actually meant to be about, it will always be a beautiful reminder of that time in my life and all that was given and all that was lost.