About missing things.

Sometimes I wish I could go back in time. Not for changing things, oh, no. For living it again. There are some special moments that I'll give my life for living again. It's so rare that I feel happy and alive, that when I feel I wish I could live it over, and over, and over. It's so sad that I can't go back and live that again ): I miss that, I miss the people, the drinks and the talk. I miss feeling infinite.