Today, I heard ALOT of music that are just right for hot sunday afternoons.

The time when you are lying on your bed and its summer. The radio is turned on, and then trees lazily sway with the wind, just in the right rhythm as the song that is being played.
During my childhood, this was the scenario during every summer of mine. Usually sundays, but it can be any day of the week, just as long as there is no school.
My dad would force me to sleep. But I can't. He says to just close my eyes.
Then miraculously, I fall asleep with that music in the background.

I truly miss you and you're the only thing I want for Christmas.