i never dealt well with change.

[pretty_in_mango]

I remember when the sky was clear and we layed on rocks and talked about the future.
Everything was going to be fine then because the inner first grader in me believed it would.

kisses on both cheeks, and roller skating in the halls of rocky hill high, football games out of town, riding the bus with the big kids, new shoes, fall leaves, riding with the top down, basketball afterdark, learning how to long jump, ghostbusters and aladdin. motown, the beatles, the steve miller band, anything from long ago. painting and broken jewlery and forts that were too high. igloos and dinnertime and shady glen milkshakes. Reins after games and for late brunches. wieghtlifting in the garage, tickling, pony boy. the rocking chair and little kids and waiting up.

Remember what we used to love?