I miss those summer nights when we were on your bed talking about everything and nothing...
I miss that nights when we were laying on the sofa watching a Disney movie until I fall asleep on your shoulder... And you carried me upstairs in your arms trying not to wake me up until I do it and say you were not going to clean the table yourself so I went running downstairs and help you clean up that mess...
I miss that nights when we were not too tired to sleep so you picked up the guitar and we started to sing in a very low voice, sometimes asking me to try new things and telling me I was better than I thought...
Yeah I miss that summer nights... ❤
