Moments with you

The Summer Battles of Apache Street

We met through your sister
Asking me to come over and play
When I moved on apache street
It marked some of the simplest days
Yet come to find out are now the ones I miss the most
Lost but unforgettable memories
Our sweat and sometimes blood and tears went into our time
When we scraped our knees and scratched our arms

Apache Street marked the summer of battles with nerf guns
The competition was hotter than the sun's oppressive heat
You and I made the ultimate team
Cuz I had your back as you guarded me
Quick watch out
Enemies are at large
We must retreat
You said no we're a team no one can defeat
Taking foam and plastic bullets to the extreme
We took our battles more serious than we ever did sleep

We rested across the street
The white house with the red door
Was a place where all teams came to rest
With a sandbox, bubbles, chalk, and toys
I wrote and rewrote all our names on bricks
As to not forget
These are the people that made memories on this street
Everlasting friendships and what you thought could've been possibly even more

I was your summer's crush
And I so ignorantly denied it
But the funny thing was
That you were mine too
But I didn't think you cared as much
Because some days were times we didn't speak
Some days you picked my sister instead of me to be on your team
But I realized it was because we made people jealous
And our team didn't function as well with three
People thought we did so well because of you
But the reality of it was you motivated me as I did you

Keeping tallies of winning streaks
There was one last ultimate defeat
And no it wasn't the day I moved
It was the day I walked into the hospital
Only to find that your face was kept pink by a machine
I stood there in shock
Silent tears and the inability to speak
I slipped my shaky hand to yours
And said words of prayers into your eyes
Because I watched your chest move with zero hints of life
Knowing if I said something out loud
You couldn't really hear me
Because you were gone
Leaving no one to tell but me
Of what really happened to you in the summer battles of apache street

In loving memory of Rafael Garcia- July 5th 2017, 1:42 AM