i want to go back to the summertime when we were so carefree, so happy, and nothing mattered except if the tide was in so we could go swimming, and sometimes we’d go swimming anyway.
and we didn’t care if the ice creams dripped or the sun burnt, because it was good and we were happy.
i want to go back to water fights and movie nights and sleeping under the stars. i want my friends back. and i know i still have them, but it’s not the same anymore. we’re older now. things change. feelings change.
i want it back, i want it back, i want it back.
