Do you remember? When we drove to your house after a game, and it was late at night after we had eaten something - although I can’t seem to remember what exactly it was?
There was a song playing, the one that I’ve burned into my memory of this moment, and you were driving my car since I was too tired. (You were very kind then, I wonder how you are now.)
I watched a movie recently, Only Yesterday, and I couldn’t help but marvel at how the driving scene felt so utterly familiar, and I think that’s when I started to think of you - of this moment - again.
It was my music playing, most songs I can’t remember, but there was one where I sang along and you said my voice sounded nice. I think I loved you in that moment.
I think I loved you at every moment, back then.