i have flashbacks of b.
i have flashbacks of that cartoon-yellow guy.
of the real puertorican.
of the singing little bird.
of the acting squirrel.
i have flashback of the snow crystals in the folds of my coat
on a stormy january noon.
i have flashbacks of my first snowball.
of my first snow drizzle, passing through the streetlights and
me looking up to the beautiful view.
i have flashbacks of you.
it was amazing.
it was all amazing.