I didn’t know the name for it: 14 years old, spring, going out with a girl on a date, getting a ride to the movies.
Innocent love, before it gets complicated with sex. Crawling all over each other with our tongues out, then riding home in the backseat of my parents’ car with the windows down, holding hands and hearing Lou Reed for the first time, the sun still out after nine.
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Bill Pearse 
🙂 Thanks for the trip down memory lane. Sweet. The sun still out after 9. Those were the days alright!
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Nice…thanks for reading and the note. Enjoy your morning! – Bill
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Honest to God, don’t you wish you could hear certain music again for the first time?
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Hallelujah brother.
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