Sweet sweet laughter on my lonely streets
Bathed in summer sun and chilly breezes
As I think of you still
Relive the few memories I can salvage from my childhood self
Somewhere the breeze picks up, a child runs down the street
A door bell rings, water spills
There’s footsteps on the street
No not you, just another kid
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve looked out my window wishing it was you walking down
Crossing the footpath and ringing my doorbell
Lonely eyes, I hated it when you cried
Wild a child, just like the weeds growing in mom’s garden
I’d colour you happy everyday if I could
I would chase you everywhere
Tugging at your t-shirt like a ghost
An imaginary friend
Because I was more visible to you than to the rest of the world
Dreamiest eyes, I could get lost in them
I looked for you in every face I have loved
Haven’t seen your smile in ages
I miss wrapping its warmth around me
Do you remember our days in the old parking lot
Staring at the sky
Thinking we would have it forever
I miss that, I miss that.
Loving you as a child was just as pure as if
I could see your soul and not your body
As if I could see your flaws and not turn away
People wonder what our souls are made of,
I don’t know what we are carved out of
But I know this- you and I were minted from the same rock.
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