like i said before, sometimes i only have blue tinged memories looping(over and over and overandoverandover) and it's hard to remember the positive.
but this one is easy to remember.
You call me first.
"Are you busy today?"
"Nope! You're coming over?"
"You got it, sunshine. Get dressed, I want to take you out."
"Okay! See you soon?"
"See you soon."
You ride your bike to my house a lot, because you don't have a car and your dad pretends you don't exist.
"You ready?"
"Yup! Where are we going?"
"Shrimp shucking!"
"...what."
"You know. At the beach, you take a little sucker thing and stick it in the sand and pull up and it sucks crabs and shrimp and stuff out of the sand."
"...."
"It'll be fun!"
"Do I look like I'm dressed to go shrimp shucking??"
"Just try it. Please? It's at the beach and we can walk around after. You'll have fun. I really want to do this with you. "
Heavy sigh."Okay, fine."
(You were right by the way, it was fun. )
((i don't think i ever told you that.))
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Saudade
PuisiHIGHEST in poetry #155 (n)- a nostalgic longing to be near again to someone or something that is distant, something that has been loved and then lost. (there was a boy once) ((i knew him)) COPYRIGHT ALL RIGHTS RESERVED AS PART OF THE WATT...
