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sometimes the heat of the sunlight feels just like the warmth of those summer afternoons in 2008 — when things between us were so young and innocent / it was just you & me against the world / & everything felt perfect / when we spent hours talking under the sycamore tree / & just enjoying each other’s presence / & your fingers grazed my arm gently as you spoke of random philosophical facts / i could never forget the way the sun felt on my back & the way the wind carried your perfume in the air / i miss the way my heart fluttered every time we walked past each other / the way we would look at each other & know there was nothing else that mattered / those late night talks and ice cream dates after school will always exist in the corner of my heart / i miss the soft feeling of your hands gently squeezing mine / as we sit in public transportation /
i miss the sound of your voice as you read romantic poems while we sat by the riverbank / watching the moonlight reflect off the waters / it’s like losing pieces of my heart all over again / i’ll never forget the smell of your coconut-scented sunscreen /the way you’d hum the last line of every song on the radio /
remember how we would swung on that old wooden swing and listen to our favourite songs? & then we would look up at the sky and make wishes?
i would give anything to live in those moments again / sometimes i wonder if there’s even one person that could make me smile the way you used to / i miss you / a little everyday / a little more with each passing year / as long as i have this place /the memories‚ & that one summer where we were the most carefree and happy / i won’t forget /
