i have tried to forget,
believe me i have.
i have tried to erase you
from my mind, but every
time i look at you, the
memories come flooding back.
i remember the dewy grass
against my soft feet, the smell
of cinnamon in your hair.
i remember pastel paints and
red legos scattered across
your bed.
i remember singing in
the rain, the distant sound
of thunder making us
shriek and run back
to your porch.
i remember jumping off the
swings, laughing as we landed,
splattering our skin with mud.
i remember the summer nights
when we would run around
the block, screaming as we
ran from imaginary monsters.
i remember the mornings when
we would take walks through the
misty woods, returning later to find
them dark and mysterious.
i remember the evenings when
we didn't pay attention to the time and
get lost on the paths behind
your house.
i remember the bike rides we took
as the sun was setting, i remember
making up games to play while
we sat through boring dinner parties,
i remember making hot chocolate in the winter
and drinking lemonade that tasted like candy
in the summertime.
i remember when we started getting
older, when we tried to ignore
how much we had changed.
i remember when it all got
scary, when the imaginary
monsters we were running from
weren't so imaginary
anymore.
i remember hot tears and
stained mascara.
i remember when i got nervous,
when i was too scared, too young,
and you weren't.
i remember how you went on
without me.
i remember calling your
name as i fell.
i remember hitting the ground,
blood springing from my skin.
i remember how you weren't there
to catch me.
believe me i have.
i have tried to erase you
from my mind, but every
time i look at you, the
memories come flooding back.
i remember the dewy grass
against my soft feet, the smell
of cinnamon in your hair.
i remember pastel paints and
red legos scattered across
your bed.
i remember singing in
the rain, the distant sound
of thunder making us
shriek and run back
to your porch.
i remember jumping off the
swings, laughing as we landed,
splattering our skin with mud.
i remember the summer nights
when we would run around
the block, screaming as we
ran from imaginary monsters.
i remember the mornings when
we would take walks through the
misty woods, returning later to find
them dark and mysterious.
i remember the evenings when
we didn't pay attention to the time and
get lost on the paths behind
your house.
i remember the bike rides we took
as the sun was setting, i remember
making up games to play while
we sat through boring dinner parties,
i remember making hot chocolate in the winter
and drinking lemonade that tasted like candy
in the summertime.
i remember when we started getting
older, when we tried to ignore
how much we had changed.
i remember when it all got
scary, when the imaginary
monsters we were running from
weren't so imaginary
anymore.
i remember hot tears and
stained mascara.
i remember when i got nervous,
when i was too scared, too young,
and you weren't.
i remember how you went on
without me.
i remember calling your
name as i fell.
i remember hitting the ground,
blood springing from my skin.
i remember how you weren't there
to catch me.
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