What happened to that summer?
That summer of piano playing and hanging out?
That summer everything made sense and was perfect?
Now all that's left is memories and payphones.
"' I'm at a payphone trying to call home all of the change I spent on you...Where have the times gone baby it's all wrong where are the plans we made for two?'"
Payphone Maroon 5
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Remembering the Memories
PoetryThis is a story of memories. Some are fictional, while others are nonfiction. Enjoy laughing, crying and jumping for joy with me. ~ Alexa Rider
