We hung out under a tree
The day they all left
Lost and alone
In our own heads
Someone forgot their hoodie and came back
And I ran to them
Yelling their name
Tacklehugging them
Needing them back.
Needing them all back.
We hung out under a tree
Our tiny mini friend group
Bonded tighter over the year
But not as fun
More boring, I guess.
There wasn't as much going on.
We hung out under a tree
And wished our sorrows away.
Two kids
The song
The beat
The rhythm
You know the rhythm, don't you?
Pulling you up
Pulling you to me
Out there
I know it's scary
Couldn't we let go and not care
Just for tonight?
Giddy is the exhilaration
Thinking about you
Getting excited
For what, I don't know
Counting down the days until I can see you again
(Summer is hard)
Reading love stories
Listening to love songs
I cried.
I looked at the photos,
The Polaroids,
And I cried
And cried
And cried.
I couldn't feel anything.
My heart was bleeding
And I couldn't feel it.
I cried
Emotionless
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