My Neighbor

The house was lemon drop yellow, 
The bathroom door broken off its hinges
The mugs fit perfectly in my hand 
If I ever needed water. 
A large stock of Ramen
A large stock of Redbull
This is where my friends would gather
On Wednesday Summer nights
The air outside was warm 
The lazy lights extending from the windows
I find myself missing this place
Where my friends would gather 
Every night there are new people
We'd all sing in the basment
We'd sit on broken lawn chairs
We'd get to know each other
I miss this nights so hazy
Sometimes it got a little "ravy"
I miss the lemon drop house
Where my friends would gather.