The scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers.

Crawled out of bed this morning
The sun was already up
In fact it was shining on my face
Couldn't sleep well last night
Was up a couple of times
Don't you dread nights like this
Well its the day now
The exams are over
The bbq is over
I'm gonna put my heart into doing something this holiday
Something productive
Perhaps the guitar or something
I'll play the guitar and you'll be on drums