He puts his hand on my lower back, his face in my neck andSays...

He puts his hand on my lower back, his face in my neck and
Says something to make me laugh, makes me forget I was mad
His touch feels so right, it’s like he’s reading my mind
I need him all the time

Like breathing, let it go, shout it out
Take deeps breathes and real slow, calm down
Close my eyes, soft spoke, ease my mind, take control
From my body please work your psychology

You’ve taken good care of me, always been there for me
Boy, I can’t bear to leave ‘cause I need your therapy
You’ve given me everything, so much I ever could need
Without you I’m weak in the knees, I need your therapy

Read more: India Arie - Therapy Lyrics | MetroLyrics 

been listening to this song a lot the last few days. it’s cute, it has the word psychology in it. too cute. c:

originally published December 25, 2013 at 09:25PM on hnalmirap's TUMBLR [ http://bit.ly/2UPRlpd ]

draft-ed.

if you are wondering why some old posts disappear, I reverted them to draft. they're not deleted.

well because, you don't erase memories. you saved them, but you broke it to pieces so it won't take much space. 

...and when the time comes when you need to remember those, you'll actively reconstruct it. Even some of the details are probably missing or blurred (it's 99% impossible to remember an exact detail of a memory, 1% are for those who are born gifted), you will still remember the feeling you had on that moment. 

"...untuk dikenang, bukan untuk diulang." 

cheers, hnalmirap™