normally i would post this private...
i wish it was summer again
i wish you were still here
and i was in your arms
holding your hand
and kissing you whenever we thought
that no one was looking
i want to be in the back of subway
passed out on a bag of pickles
i want ot be in the van
on a two hour route trip
roling blueberry flavored joints
and watching the hills roll past
i wish it was summer time again
i wish we were in the attic
taking pictures of
the dolls on the night stand
reading magazines and
laughing at the truth
i want to be on the swings again
going so high that im flying
and not coming down untill
i know that i'll be sick if i dont
having those deep conversations
untill the swings become too much
and we have to sit on the picinic tabels
so we arent forced to look at eachother
i want to be in the pond
pushing away the green moss
and hoppiong over the muck
the muck that gets
caught in your toes if you dont
i want to be in the backyard pool
drowning eachother untill we cant breathe
takeing a smoke break
that only makes it worse
climbing up the slide
only to be rushed back in
i wish i were in indiana
watching roman candel wars
burning my finger on bottle rockets
sneaking down to the river
just to light off more
i wish i were in the red car
the one that makes too much noise
listening to sumemr fun music
headed toward the lake
passing the lighter between cars
smileing so hard my face hurts
i wish i was in the basement
scarying myself silly
runing away from the devil
hitting cheap whore again
and again and again
sitting on paint cans
and ladders talking about
how wonderful everything is
and i wish i was in that moment
that moment with just the three of us
in that moment i swear we were infinite
okay
now im going to try to stop missing summer so much
i will jsut remember the good times and be happy
happy that they happened instead of sad that they're over
i still love summer and evrything that went with it
i wish you were still here
and i was in your arms
holding your hand
and kissing you whenever we thought
that no one was looking
i want to be in the back of subway
passed out on a bag of pickles
i want ot be in the van
on a two hour route trip
roling blueberry flavored joints
and watching the hills roll past
i wish it was summer time again
i wish we were in the attic
taking pictures of
the dolls on the night stand
reading magazines and
laughing at the truth
i want to be on the swings again
going so high that im flying
and not coming down untill
i know that i'll be sick if i dont
having those deep conversations
untill the swings become too much
and we have to sit on the picinic tabels
so we arent forced to look at eachother
i want to be in the pond
pushing away the green moss
and hoppiong over the muck
the muck that gets
caught in your toes if you dont
i want to be in the backyard pool
drowning eachother untill we cant breathe
takeing a smoke break
that only makes it worse
climbing up the slide
only to be rushed back in
i wish i were in indiana
watching roman candel wars
burning my finger on bottle rockets
sneaking down to the river
just to light off more
i wish i were in the red car
the one that makes too much noise
listening to sumemr fun music
headed toward the lake
passing the lighter between cars
smileing so hard my face hurts
i wish i was in the basement
scarying myself silly
runing away from the devil
hitting cheap whore again
and again and again
sitting on paint cans
and ladders talking about
how wonderful everything is
and i wish i was in that moment
that moment with just the three of us
in that moment i swear we were infinite
okay
now im going to try to stop missing summer so much
i will jsut remember the good times and be happy
happy that they happened instead of sad that they're over
i still love summer and evrything that went with it