you had flowers in your hair, and you
were smiling like a fool. i'd go back. to
you, to that day, to us, but now you're
in his arms, now he's the one you come
to when those demons won't leave you
alone. sometimes i think i'll move on,
that i'll forget you, and that'll be the end
of it, but that road trip were our last days
together, our last memories, and while i
might move on, i will never forget you,
or the feelings, the smiles, the laughs.
your lips, and how they tasted sweet,
and salty, dizzying is what they were.
enough to bring any boy to his knees.
