I remember everything from the sway of the swings
To the bugs that infested the space underneath the slide.
I re-visit these days when my today’s aren’t fulfilling enough,
to satisfy this ever so impatient mind of mine.
Oh, how simple it was, how innocent we all once were…
Unaware of all the things life would cause to occur.
The oldest I may be,
but at times it seemed you both ended up being the ones having to save me.
The world will get colder and the times more trying
I’d do my best to wear a cape
and protect you for the rest of your days.
But my best advice is to stand tall and not to weep,
for you can stare at these photos
and travel back in time with me.
He took her by the hand,
asking her to go with him
wherever he’d decided to go.
As she thought of a thousand
reasons to stay,
she grabbed her things
and let him lead the way.
My smile tells me a whole lot,
by the way it gets tired
while faking it and how it
makes my face hurt
when your eyes meet mine.
These feelings are frequent visitors,
knocking on my mind, only to let themselves in.
I use each visit to try and learn
why you came a-knockin’ when you did,
only to find it was needed to
stir up the dead butterflies residing inside me.
Let things come and let them go,
for it’s better to feel a temporary flutter
than no flutters at all.
My imagination runs so wild
that my heart will forever
have trouble finding its way back
to this thing we call reality.