karla-dakers

Let this be my legacy -
The only things worth remembering 
Are worn out shoes and blistered feet
As we stand among the stars;
The silhouette of history
Made by your shoulder 
Pressed against me
And the way we loved so carelessly
As we held hands in the dark -
Don't look down,
Pick your feet up off the ground,
Forget about the little things
And fade into the galaxy
Don't look back-
The memories we had
Of sleepless nights and playground swings
Will fade into our waking dreams,
We'll never return;
We're coming home.