Last summer he introduced me to Love Like The Movies, our love was anything but. We had never really known each other, and were strangers and lovers all at once stuck in two different worlds. He was the the Clyde to my Bonnie, the William Miller to my Penny Lane. Even with the tears shed, I still have his poem, and I still know his name. I'll never forgive myself, but much worse is the fact that I'll never forget. He may be gone, but the musical force he gave to me never leaves and only grows with every note. Listening to the music of the Avett Brothers is a constant reminder of the mystery, romance, excitement, and carefree nature of summer love. Thank you Billy for showing me this world, and thank you Seth, Scott, and Bob for bringing back those feelings all at once every day.