on the 45....

Since Mason left I have been listening to the "Garden State" soundtrack over and over and over again

... everytime I hear these lyrics it makes me think of him...

I am thinking it's a sign
That the freckles in our eyes
Are mirror images and
When we kiss they're perfectly aligned
And I have to speculate
That God himself did make us into
Corresponding shapes like puzzles pieces
From the clay
True, it may seem like a stretch
But it's thoughts like this
That catch my troubled head
When you're away, when I am missing you to death

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